Guitar Song

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