Breathe Life

I wouldn't compliment myself for what I've become Tell her I owe it to her Tell her I owe it to her I wouldn't praise myself for every good thing I've done Tell her I owe it to her Tell her I owe it to her Tell her I owe it to every heartbeat Tell her I owe it to every exhale Tell her I owe it to, owe it to her Hands upon my chest Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old I know when to give up and I know when to breathe, oh Believe me, I owe it to her Tell her I owe it to her Tell her I owe it to every heartbeat Tell her I owe it to every inhale Tell her I owe it to, owe it to her Hands upon my chest Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old Take my silence as a warning I will not deter your mourning Take my silence as a warning I will not deter your mourning Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old