You Got It Wrong

Don't worry, dear, it is but a scratch I'll wear my wounds Out here to kill, like a dog of war I'll be after you Another young man burns on foreign sands Fake tails of love A black car rolls slowly down the hill As you look above As you look above You got it wrong You got it wrong You got it wrong Another young man gone, another funeral song Vicious and unkind Take me by the hand and teach me now That your at love ain't blind Leave compassion by the door I'll walk over fields for you I won't leave you stranded, take my hand And we'll see this through As you look above You got it wrong You got it wrong You got it wrong 'Cause of the young men Whose bones were made to shatter He tired all he can But that don't even matter You got it wrong You got it wrong You got it wrong (you got it wrong, you got it wrong) You got it wrong You got it wrong You got it wrong, you got it wrong You got it wrong You got it wrong