Murder by Death End of the Line Lyrics

All the kids have run inside grabbed a spot under the stairs
they've barricaded all the windows and rigged the doorknobs shut with chairs
what are they waiting for they don't know
they just keep their fingers crossed and maybe
pray to mary or jesus christ I can hear them knocking down the door
the wait it is over
this bottle is done
so we clench our fists
and fight our demons
there's a girl with a flower pot full of dirt and bullet shells
she puts it by her window gives it sunlight restores its health
after a month or two the shells start to grow
into branches of barbed wire
they spread across the walls the windows and the floors
and their grip never tires
the wait it is over
this bottle is done
so we clench our fists
and fight our demons
lay low lay low
keep your head down
lay low lay low
listen for the sound
of the dusty train that's comin' to sweep us all away
I can hear the rails a rattlin' against the hectic fray
so set the bone with a cardboard split
and strike the nail against the flint
and set the fields on fire
let the devil come
let him come
I'll be waitin' for him this time
I am stronger now and I can fight it
I'll be waitin' at the end of the line
I'll be waitin' this time
I'll be waitin for him this time
I am stronger now and I can fight it
I'll be waitin' at the end of the line
at the end of the line
at the end
at the end
at the end