作曲 : Tom DeLonge/Ilan Rubin
[First Verse]
Can you come on, out of the cold
How do we make it out alive
Get a weapon, locking the door
Staying awake to stay alive
Kill the fallen, knife in the back
Plan of attack, a beady eye
As you follow, head out the pack
Flood out the rat and stab em' dry
Got ya' come on, going in deep
Falling asleep, an open door
Get the ballast, crawl up the coast
Pull on the neck and cut the cord
Can you hold it, get me a rope
Combing the lake to find your god
Like a bullet, follow the smoke
Gather the snake and cut it off

[Pre-Chorus]
Ghosts harrowing front lines
On a lonely cove
And they left behind
A bit of sorrow

[Chorus]
You didn't need to count me out
When the final push is a little weight on your neck sometimes
You didn't need to count me out
When you're feeling low, here's a little hand from above
Cause you're on my mind

[Second Verse]
You kinda got it, further a cause
Broaden the reach, a little pain
Like a comet, burn up and die
Hear a pin drop a mile away
Like a disease, move with a tease
Glide of the feet, an atom bomb
As you're dying, both of your knees
Fall to the street and carry on

[Pre-Chorus]
Ghosts harrowing front lines
On a lonely cove
And they left behind
A bit of sorrow
Ghosts harrowing front lines
On a lonely cove
And they left behind
A bit of sorrow

[Chorus]
You didn't need to count me out
When the final push is a little weight on your neck sometimes
You didn't need to count me out
When you're feeling low, here's a little hand from above
Cause you're on my mind

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus]
You didn't need to count me out
When the final push is a little weight on your neck sometimes
You didn't need to count me out
When you're feeling low, here's a little hand from above
Cause you're on my mind

You didn't need to count me out
(Ghosts harrowing front lines on a lonely cove)
When the final push is a little weight on your neck sometimes
(And they left behind a bit of sorrow)
You didn't need to count me out
(Ghosts harrowing front lines on a lonely cove)
When you're feeling low, here's a little hand from above
Cause you're on my mind
(And they left behind a bit of sorrow)