Walked home with a stick in my side Every step i take awaits another sharp surprise Only way is to make it to the parking lot Keys in hand, but i know this car won't start And i know that I wouldn't care if you drowned tonight And i hope that My words will drown you out tonight Hope is gun Let it go Let it fire My finger slipped As i pulled on the trigger The warmth of lights As your body expired I wont be so easy to pull away As your body expires For words That dangled on a string To the letters that create names Oh, you'll throw away Hope is our home Your all just a number Hope is our home Your all just a number.