We took the highway ‘till the road went black   We marked truth or consequences on our map   A voice drifted up from the radio   And I thought of a voice from long ago      Who’ll be the last to die for a mistake?   The last to die for a mistake   Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break,   Who’ll be the last to die for a mistake?      The kids asleep in the backseat   We’re just counting the miles you and me   We don’t measure the blood we’ve drawn anymore   We just stack the bodies outside the door      Who’ll be the last to die for a mistake?   The last to die for a mistake   Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break,   Who’ll be the last to die for a mistake?      The wise men were all fools   What to do…      The sun sets in flames as the city burns   Another day gone down as the night turns   And I’ll hold you here in my heart   As things fall apart      A downtown window flushed with light   “Faces of the dead at five”   A martyr’s silent eyes   Petition the drivers as we pass by      Who’ll be the last to die for a mistake?   The last to die for a mistake   Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break,   Who’ll be the last to die?      Who’ll be the last to die for a mistake?   The last to die for a mistake   Darling will tyrants and kings fall to the same fate?   Strung up at your city gates   Who’ll be the last to die for a mistake?