We took the highway till the road went black. We marked Truth Or Consequences on our map*. A voice drifted up from the radio. We saw the 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 countin' 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 hold you here in my heart. As things fall apart. A downtown window flushed with light. Faces of the dead at five (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. Darlin' your tyrants and kings form the same fate. Strung up at your city gates. And you're the last to die for a mistake