#1
Been working on the melody and progression for this forever. Do you guys think think the lyrics need reworking?


She's standing in a hallway of your handiwork
Smelling metal and cigarettes, an all-too-familiar scent
You whisper "He had to go for this to work"
It's enough of a confession, but nowhere near repentance

Screaming at the walls
She stares and falls

Now you're running through the parking lot
That awful scene still sits with you
You're begging her to come home
But she says you burned it behind you

She drives away
It was all a waste

If you could take bullets back
Given a heart attack
She asks "What is it you would do?"
Or could you handle that
The simple fact is you don't control the world around you

Sirens scream as you race down a dusty road
Retribution is imminent, you've got nowhere to go
Tried to leave this city behind, but it seems intent to follow
Like the sort of tragedy I'm sure you now know

Tears lost for your life suddenly found
You fall to the ground

If you could take bullets back
Given a heart attack
She asks "What is it you would do?"
Or could you handle that
The simple fact is you don't
Control the world around you

Shotgun shells don't make you God
And now she's forever lost
And you're gone
Was it worth it?
I'm new here. Hurt me plenty.

Guitars: Epiphone SG Special, Epiphone Les Paul Special, Epiphone AJ-100ce
Bass: Some kind of Fender P-bass knock-off
Amps: Fender Mustang I, [Some sort of] Crate, Peavey Microbass