You were a silhouette, shimmering shadow in the mirror with ash and snow
I took your fevered hands, felt like embers of the world's dying glow
And you were featherlike as I carried you quietly through the crumbling streets
And in the fading light I could see in your eyes that somehow we were meant to meet

Would you stay with me?
If you thought the war was over
And everything made right
Would you still believe in us?
And would your love for me grow colder?
With no one left to fight

Would you stay with me?
Would you stay with me?

After the fever left, together we scavaged through the city and her scars
And when the day would end, by the door against the demons and the dark
We'd share a can of something, a bottle of bourbon I'd hid away
It wore me from within, and you from without
'Til I forget the chilling grief

Would you stay with me?
If you thought the war was over
And everything made right
Would you still believe in us?
And would your love for me grow colder?
With no one left to fight

Would you stay with me?
Would you stay with me?

Oh, it seems like every night
You lie in bed and worry that the world would start to heal
Now I'm terrified
If the demons start to ask if what we have is real

Would you stay with me?
If you thought the war was over
And everything made right
Would you still believe in us?
And would your love for me grow colder?
With no one left to fight
Would you stay with me?
Would you stay with me?