Guitar Song

When i lose my friends
You're lying on my bed
When my world ends,
You give me something to beat it for
But i never made love like this,
Your metal hairs touch these calloused hands

You gave me an output
You gave me a reason
You gave me my freedom
To give a damn, about these calloused hands

When i lose my friends
You're lying on my bed
When my world ends,
You give me something to beat it for
But i never made love like this,
Your metal hairs touch these calloused hands

You gave me a warning
All your mysterious glory
God what a good stupid story
Like i give a damn, about these calloused hands

When i lose my friends
You're lying on my bed
When my world ends,
You give me something to beat it for
But i never made love like this,
Your metal hairs touch these calloused hands

Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
For putting life into

It's an hour past midnight
Sometimes i wonder if i might
Sometimes i wonder if i might
Just give a damn, about these calloused hands