I'm not gonna hear you,
but I'm glad if you wanna talk.
The phone is ringin' in my room,
grab a bottle of wine and come.
I'll be the first to do the prattle,
'cause you're not exactly a chatterbox.

But there's just one word that you have to say,
and all those lines could (barely) change.

Call a halt to your weeping,
and I'll call a halt to my shouts.
We've unloaded all our weapons
except for the ones upon our tongues.

We spilled the blood into our houses
but nothing changed except our looks.
I didn't think my hands could break
beating hard against your soul.

Call a halt to your weeping,
and I'll call a halt to my shouts.
We've unloaded all our weapons
except for the ones upon our tongues.

But there's one crime left for us, to be safe
is watching up our bodies on the floor
and say they're not where we belong.

Call a halt to your weeping,
and I'll call a halt to my shouts.
We've unloaded all our weapons
except for the ones upon our tongues.

Call a halt to your weeping,
and I'll call a halt to my shouts.
We've unloaded all our weapons
except for the ones upon our tongues.


Lyrics submitted by duende009

Blood Houses song meanings
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