I hope I'm wrong
I hope you're up there after all
I keep your diamond ring
On my necklace
I don't keep much close to my chest
Poured a little bourbon out for you
Got scolded on the porch
For wasting booze
Said it was something kids my age do
Dan got up, poured some too

Choked up riding in the backseat
Dad at the wheel staying
Tough, if you ask me
He's always at his best when the
Blade's right up against his neck
When the shit goes wrong
Man comes correct
It gets no better than the way you went
Money in the bank, sons
Around your bed
I know I should feel lucky
But I'm just feeling spent
Last thing you said
Was you'd be
Watching out for me and
We both know that I don't believe that
To be true
String of beads to me
Rosary to you

We were young in different
Circumstances
Had the same set of questions
All different answers
And if we could've traded places
Maybe we'd exchange whole lives
Maybe you'd be here in
Lights and tears
And I'd have been the bride
Raising kids with my
Hair swept up and my goals
Pushed to the side
Making do singing lullabies

I hope I'm wrong
I hope you're up there after all
I keep your diamond ring
On my necklace
I don't keep much close to my chest
Poured a little bourbon out for you
Got scolded on the porch
For wasting booze
Said it was something kids my age do
Dan got up, poured some too

I hope I'm wrong
I hope I'm wrong
I hope I'm wrong

Copyright: Peermusic Publishing
Writer(s): Aaron Matthew Mader, Andrew Egan Thompson, Dessa Margret Wander, Gabriel Aaron Bethke