Noise in the silence, Sometimes I feel you I'm not a fighter; I let my walls come down Laid down my weapon, but deep in the darkness Is that you reloading the gun that we all call love? You planted in me a seed of wanting someone (someone) When all I've ever done, Was knowing that I needed no one It all comes down to lost love; It'd break you, or make you You see, it's no place for logic or reason Let's make a toast to lost love; Drink up and count the nights again You know I'll take that bullet anyway It all comes down to lost love; It'd break you, or make you You see, it's no place for logic or reason Let's make a toast to lost love; Drink up and count the fights again You know the night is early anyway It all comes down to lost love; It'd break you, or make you You see, it's no place for logic or reason Let's make a toast to lost love; I'll probably sing this again I guess we're built this way We'll need a couple more beers You know I'll take that bullet anyway Calm in the loudness, Now I can't feel you I'll be a fighter and start building walls from here