And in the first year of my former life
I was 17 and in wildfire burning
If I stretched out my hands
I was convinced I could conjure angels
And, yeah, I was pretty sure she was bulletproof
At least I never saw anybody ever get to you
I used to wonder all the time
If you made it now to the point of ritual
Uh huh, to the point of a ritual

And I used to die
Every night
Oh, in your honor, in your honor
Oh, in your honor
While you were gone
While you were gone

And in the last hours before sunrise
I'm not sure if I passed out or closed my eyes
Woke into a dream where I know I knew
Somebody just got their claws in you
And your breath heaves in the silent end in things
Like a subconscious ritual
Uh huh, yeah-eah.

And I used to die
Every night
Oh, in your honor, in your honor
Oh, in your honor
While you were gone
While you were gone

And if you're gonna break my heart
Might as well be tonight
And if you're gonna break my heart
Might as well be tonight

I used to die
Every sweet, sweet night
Oh, in your honor

And I used to die
Every night
Oh, in your honor, in your honor
Oh, in your honor
While you were gone
While you were gone

In the throes of rebellion
In the throes of rebellion
I... In the throes of rebellion.
I...