The Messenger

Must have been you
Who held that flag up for me
What would I do
If the blood you spilled was for nothing?

I never knew we were so messed up
I never knew we were so messed up

Could have been me
Who held that gun to your head
Could have been you
Who broke that girl in her bed

I never knew we were so messed up
I never knew we were so messed up inside

He's coming for us
In the morning
He's coming for us
I'll be running
Going back to the ghost
Of my religion
He's coming for us

Should have been me
Who cast his sword to the ground
What did you see in the boy I lost
That you found

Must have been blind
To let you into my heart
What did you find
When you looked in the deepest part

I never knew we were so messed up
I never knew we were so messed up inside