Broken Bones

Salute the army at [bad word] hand, 
Salute the reasons why... 

My conscience it wades me, 
With five-a-side, 
I'll never get out, 
I'll never make my stand. 

And when I awake, 
I'm not about to listen to them, 
For I can't wait, 
It's not about me. 

Stare down the longest line, 
Of course this is falling apart, 
You fooled me like a rat trap baited, 
But I, refuse to buy. 

I'm shell-shocked and I've lost my sight. 
But I can still hear you calling me. 

And when I awake, 
I'm not about to listen to them, 
For I can't wait, 
I'm not about to listen to... 
I'm on a highway that leads to the end, 
I'm on a highway that leads to the end, 
I'm on a highway that leads to the end, 
I'm on a highway that leads to... 

These broken bones, 
This busted smile, 
My head it hurts, 
I should be leaving now, 
I hear your words, 
They call my name, 
I won't go back, 
You must be outta your head. 

You say I'm wrong, 
You say I'm mad, 
If I stay here, 
I'll never make it back, 
I hear your words, 
They call my name, 
I won't go back, 
You must be outta your head, 
You must be outta your head.