These hospital walls are the palest of white   Here in this desert they're reciting my last rights   The smell of these halls brings temporary comfort   As oxygen flows through my blood   El Corazón was poisoned tonight   She’s on her 8 of 9      When half of all your prayers are insincere   The other half are lies      Here is this watermark under this bridge   The point where it crested   Rolled back and drifted into the sea   I climb from this wreckage   As the smoke begins to clear from my lungs   The closest of close calls has happened tonight      It’s time that I made things right    for the first time since the last time   Let this moment of clarity    lift this curse that has been cast upon me      So appreciate the good times,    but don’t take the worst for granted    Because you only get so many second chances