Texty: The Faint. Take Me to the Hospital.

Hold my hand its shakin' bad, I'm going to the doc
I pay him he'll fix me up, I think I've got enough
Ambulance no costs to much, we'll take a van
If they can't fix me no one can, if they can't fix it no one can

Want you to take me to the H, take me to the O
Want you to take me to the S, take me to the P
Want you to take me to the I T A L
Want you to take me to hospital, H O S P I T A L

Now I'm losing blood from my veins, they're slowly emptying
I'm bothered by this crimson red to the color of blood
To the color of a B, the color of a L
To the color of a O, the color of O
To the color of a deep crimson red
From a little bitty accident, A C C I D E N T

I scraped up my face, bounced my cheek on the floor
Cause anything worth doing, is worth getting hurt for
I've made no mistakes, I'm never learning from that
I got no regrets, I wanna do it again, do it A G A I N

Want you to take me to the H, take me to the O
Want you to take me to the S, take me to the P
Want you to take me to the I T A L
Want you to take me to hospital

'Cause it's the color of a B, the color of a L
To the color of a O, the color of O
To the color of a deep crimson red
From a little bitty accident

You better take me to the H, take me to the O
Want you to take me to the S, take me to the P
Want you to take me to the I T A L
Want you to take me to hospital