When it comes to me, the things you do are just not half as bad I keep biting my tongue just to swallow the blood I'll keep on hiding what makes me mad So fake, and you do whatever it takes to feel it It's too late, even if it means I'll hang from the ceiling I'd drive a thousand miles if I could see your face And when the going gets rough, I'll take you out of this place I'd gladly walk through the fire, all to meet you at the gates And if heaven won't take us, I'll meet you down at the lake Hang my head, well aren't I everything you wanted You take my breath, and lead me right back to where we started Well maybe I'm just not strong, cant't stick it out And maybe the bullet's too deep, can't get it out I'd drive a thousand miles if I could see your face And when the going gets rough, I'll take you out of this place I'd gladly walk through the fire, all to meet you at the gates And if heaven won't take us, I'll meet you down at the lake