1914 Letra

An empty hole in every heart to fill

So the sound of drums, the sound of warning bells
Your head's right here your mind is somewhere else
Take all, catchin, the chance she burned
It all comes down to what you've done
She never said that she was someone else


And now you're on a sinking ship
She didn't stand some punches along the trip
And what's the price you're gonna pay tonight
An argument that turned into a fight

So the sound of drums, the sound of warning bells
Your head's right here your mind is somewhere else
So they go, you turn, the chance she burned
You're wondering what the hell you've done
Cus what's the point when she is somewhere else

And the memories
And all the histories
And the things you left behind

And its so quiet here
It's all coming back to me