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

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.

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.