Did you see the headlines this week Well I was driving straight through Tennessee Did you see the fire on your street Did you think of me, did you think of me You are the last thing I want to see When that fire and brimstone comes for me You are the last breath I want to take When I die on my hill on judgment day Well I have made my peace with what I’ve lost ‘Cause every breath in this town has its cost But you weren’t meant to be part of that plan I saw the holy water slip right through your hands Still you’re the last thing I want to see When that fire and brimstone comes for me You are the last breath I want to take When I die on my hill on judgment day And there’s nothing left for me on this front line I’ve been shooting blind and angry to the night Oh and why are you not screaming by my side Well I keep seeing your face in the fire As the final hours draw near I think back to Gatlinburg last year You said girl the heavens will rain down But I will be by your side loading rounds But I fought every battle on my own I fought until the angels called me home