Guitar Song کے بول

When i lose my friends You're lying on my bed When my world ends, You give me something to beat it for But i never made love like this, Your metal hairs touch these calloused hands You gave me an output You gave me a reason You gave me my freedom To give a damn, about these calloused hands When i lose my friends You're lying on my bed When my world ends, You give me something to beat it for But i never made love like this, Your metal hairs touch these calloused hands You gave me a warning All your mysterious glory God what a good stupid story Like i give a damn, about these calloused hands When i lose my friends You're lying on my bed When my world ends, You give me something to beat it for But i never made love like this, Your metal hairs touch these calloused hands Thank you Thank you Thank you For putting life into It's an hour past midnight Sometimes i wonder if i might Sometimes i wonder if i might Just give a damn, about these calloused hands