Bullets and Bandages Video (MV)

There's a man gun drawn with his eyes to the floor
He's about to give up everything that he's worked for
He lights up a cig to settle his nerves
And with every breath the smoke represents every word
That he never said
He never could talk
To God or himself
So he just carried the thought
Of what if he did
Would that be a sin
Or would that be something that God could forgive
Would he forgive himself for everything else
Is it that hard to live inside his own skin
And we all live in doubt of what we can't figure out
But if we knew we'd have nothing new to shout about
And it's all going down
On the wrong side of town
Where the hospital
Is nowhere to be found
Call the ambulance
To fill him with blood
And we'll try our best
To reverse what he's done
There's a girl pen drawn on a loose leaf sheet
She paints on her face everything that she needs
And from what it seems behind the make-up she dreams
Of a life she made up made of movies screens
She stopped talking to God several months ago
When the beatings from her drunken father started to show
It was a secret she kept she never felt so alone
Now she's out finding friends to take her home
And with every day she wears a new tattoo
Just a quick fix for her black and blues
And she zippers up those big black boots
In hopes that it will bring her any bit closer to the truth
And it's all going down on the good side of town
Where the quickest fix is nowhere to be found
Call the ambulance to give her a lift
After all she's done it's come down to this
We are the ones who live with doubt
Out throats too sore, too sore to shout
The things we never said, we spill them out
In violent red
In violent red