[Verse 1] Four cold knocks on a locked green door One tired heart on a hostile floor They had the eulogy warm in the lights They had the punchline from a hundred nights [Pre-Chorus] But a bandaged breath can start a fire And doubt makes a beautiful funeral choir [Chorus] Four to one! [Four to one!] We heard you counting slow Four to one! [Four to one!] Now watch the dead men go From buried, from broken, from almost gone We came back swinging at four to one [Verse 2] Green ghosts leaned from the rafters high With every old failure in their eyes The clock had teeth, the room had knives But calm hands kept the flame alive [Pre-Chorus] Tired doesn't mean defeated Bleeding doesn't mean deleted [Chorus] Four to one! [Four to one!] We heard you counting slow Four to one! [Four to one!] Now watch the dead men go From buried, from broken, from almost gone We came back swinging at four to one [Bridge] Every curse is just a lock Every lock can learn to break Every grave can lose its claim When one more breath refuses fate [Breakdown] Count it! Shout it! Carve it in stone! We walked through the fire and we came back home! [Final Chorus] Four to one! [Four to one!] We heard you counting slow Four to one! [Four to one!] Now watch the dead men go From buried, from broken, from almost gone We came back swinging at four to one [Outro] Four to one! Still not done!
