Hold the gun to my head
Count one, two, three
And if it helps me walk away then it's
What I need
And every minute gets easier
The more you talk to me
You rationalize my darkest thoughts
Yeah you, set them free
Came to you with a broken faith
Gave me more than a hand to hold
Caught before I hit the ground
Tell me I'm safe, you've got me now
Would you take the wheel
If I lose control?
If I'm lying here
Will you take me home?
Could you take care
Of a broken soul?
Oh, will you hold me now?
Oh, will you take me home?