Is there anything that I need to say 
that hasn't been said before 
I have been polite for too long 
why should I be anymore 
better now than never, better loud than clever 
better just to play the fool 
it's times like this 
when you just close your eyes and kiss 
cause everything after this 
is just bull shit and being cruel 
so hold me up, I'm going out 
and don't wait up, I won't be coming home 

if you lay me down in concrete fields 
will I dream of grass and opera 
this is the sound and how it feels 
to be dead 

In the end there will be fire and brimstone 
and no one will be there to answer the telephone 
you are the only one I'll miss 
you are the only answer at a time like this 
she is he trick of my trade 
she is the thing that can't be made 
she is gold and nothing less 
and she is fearless 
so hold me up, we're going out 
and don't wait up, we won't be coming home 

You hold it in your hand 
you keep it in your heart 
you hide it in your head 
and you use it when you have to 
she is the trick of my trade 
these are the things that can't be made 
stay yourself and nothing less 
stay fearless