they say, history will find us on the last train   and we'll make all the same mistakes that they made   and we could never rule tomorrow our way out   love...it's too late now   they say, nothing comes from going against their grain   and oh, we are the diggers of our own graves   and we will crash and burn before our train leaves this town   love...forgive me now      they can burn in hell   they can burn in hell      they say, we will live life dragging on the coattails   holding onto dreams of false fairy tales   and sleeping under bridges where our train breaks down   love...our light will drown      they can burn in hell   they can burn in hell