After the summer your father got sicknI watched as your roof turned from rocks into sticksnWho is your humble, and who is he humbling you with?nnThe train leaving ThursdaynI'm scared you'll be on itnThe barren family keeps knee on the farmnI wanted to save you but I realize it's just too latenSome heroes aren't meant for saving heroes anywaysnnWell I read a book on my favorite bandnAnd I was inspired the afternoon of itnAnd I need to tell you that I'm sorry but it's just too latenSome men need inspirationnAnd other men just need to be laidnAnd I love younAnd I love younnI knew you meant it when we cried aloudnTrying to shake you and trying to cloud your brain with your mentioning menI could be so scarednSo many to be mentioned and other men only need to be scarednnAnd I am dead for younAnd I am dead for younnI tried to shoot deep into the woundnFilled all my lungs with the poison you knewnRuined me, baby, you don’t ruin menIt’s too soonnOther men need savingnOther men just need to be ruinednnAnd I am dead for you, for younAnd I am dead, I am dead for you.