I'm sorry, but I have to go.
I know that you're scared.
Would help you if I told you that I was scared too?
But you know that it's necessary to check out the view,
And I hope that you'll miss me as much as I know I'll miss you.

And I'm coming home on my shield.
Carry me home from the battlefield.
There wasn't a war that needed to be won.
There wasn't a war,
But still I'm gone.

I'm restless, but I don't know why.
Well, maybe I should,
But a million miles seems like a long way to go just to die.
Maybe I'll be a martyr
Of causes... *indecipherable*
But I'd rather be breathing than spread over seventeen states.

And I'm coming home on my shield.
Carry me home from the battlefield.
There wasn't a war that needed to be won.
There wasn't a war,
But still I'm gone.

I didn't ask you to come,
But you came.
If you'd ask me to stay,
I would stay.
And I know it's a little to late to say,
And I'm sorry it ended this way.

Don't panic, because it's luck of the draw,
And I've got a feeling that you won't be without me for very long.
It could be tomorrow,
Or it could be next week.
But I'll ask you to be much more careful when crossing the street.

Because now I've come home like a media storm.
And there's nothing much left for my family to mourn.
And there might be a war,
And I fear for those left.
There's gonna be a war.
In whose interest?