Holding onto life, like you won't let go
Like salt in the wound, there's some pain to living
You won't take the easy way out, or anything close
You got nothing left but you keep on giving
You're holding out holding out for something
Better now better but there's nothing
Coming from this hell that you have chosen
You're holding out holding for something
Better now better but there's nothing
Coming from this hell that you have chosen
To make your bed in
Speaking like a ghost, like a ghost in a corner
You're walking like the shell, like a shell of who you once were
You bet it all away on a dream of redemption
But that ships already sailed, and there's no ticket my friend
Holding out holding out for something
Better now better but there's nothing
Coming from this hell that you have chosen
You're holding out holding out for something
Better now better but there's nothing
Coming from this hell that you have chosen
To Make Your Bed In
If salvation ever comes, would you take it?
If Heaven opened up, and gave you a way
Would you tell me this is love, all that you've wanted
And be blinded by desire and accept your fate
Holding out holding out for something
Better now better 'cause there's nothing
Coming from this hell that you have chosen
You're holding out holding out for something
Better now better but there's nothing
Coming from this hell that you have chosen
To Make Your Bed In