If I make it home with what I have left I'll never ever leave again.
And I don't know if it was the weight of your words or the way you said my name.
Say my name.
That sent me packing.
I stagger away.
If I never see your face again it won't kill me half as much as it will keep me alive.
Keep me alive.
Two hundred fifty miles and I still can't shake the thought of your place.
The thought of you.
The smell of you.
The smell of your house.
The thought of your face
Where The Arrow Went Out Lyrics