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The last time I saw my baby,
her words smelled of gasoline, so I threw her on the fire.
What I didn’t know, sitting there on the telephone,
was how hard it is to breathe without my rib bone.

So the next time I see my baby,
if her words smell of gasoline, well I’ll put them in my tank.
And I’ll drive to the end of the line.
And if I make it there alive, I’ll know just who to thank.

And if we make it there tonight, that’s all right.
And if we have to cross the universe to hold it all together,
we’ll put up a fight.
We’ll put up a fight.
We’ll put up a fight.

So give me blows; they’re the wind in my sails.
And poke your holes, and watch me bail.
So give me blows; they’re the wind in my sails.
And poke your holes, and watch me bail.

And if we make it there tonight, that’s all right.
And if we have to cross the universe to hold it all together,
we’ll put up a fight.
We’ll put up a fight.
We’ll put up a fight.
We’ll put up a fight.

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from I Have Seen the End, released October 21, 2016

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