Lights off as over road to sleep
It's closed for thought, you're welcome to visit me, babe
In the meantime it'd be nice to see you
But I know you've been trying to keep your demons at bay

Too late we can talk in the darkest rooms
To test your strength, you're so proud of the things you're not doing
We've been through this, you say you won't do them
Like you couldn't though we both know
You've done them with me babe
Well regardless it's been nice to see you
I know you've been trying to keep your demons at bay
To keep us at bay
To keep me at bay

Take me away darling family
I feel like I'm losing a thread
When I'm alone with my vanity
I go back to striving after you
To lock a trade of happiness for a melody
And someone to sing it with me
We like our lovers
We love our children, nothin' to see here
Nothing to heal this
We just pretend
We want more freedom, nothin' to see here
Nothing to heal this

When I first met you dear family
I had so much time on my hands
No one to question my vanity
Are keeping me from striving afterword
Everything was meaningless but these melodies
That keep coming to me
We like our lovers
We love our children, nothin' to see here
Nothing to heal this
We just pretend
We want more freedom, nothin' to see here
Nothing to heal this
It's 4 AM, our families are sleepin'
We're all alone, our demons are hissing

"What if you're wrong, you might be wrong?
What if you're wrong, you might be?"

What if you're wrong, you might be wrong
What if you're wrong, you might be
What if you're wrong, is it all your fault, has it been too long?
Is this all for nothing?
Are you so far gone that you can't get caught?
And what if you're wrong as you might be?

I know you think that you could keep your feelings in the dark
Calling every heart a spade and every spade a heart
Even as the dreams you've been burying alive
Start to dig each other up in the dead at night
Now they're marching from the cemetery to your bed
I'm on your shoulder wanting you to come up for your head
You're saying "get behind me, you're the devil's pawn"
But listen to me, that wouldn't make me wrong
Do you doubt me?
You doubt me

Babe I've been down this road a time or two before
It's paved with intentions, every bit as good as yours
It takes you away from what you wish you didn't want
So it must be right, right? Ha
Why don't you ask your family why you're working like a dog
Who thinks he's getting paid in credit at the butcher shop
But you could ask the queen of the ones who got away
Who can't remember why she chose your rival by the way
Maybe you've already dug yourself too deep a hole
Pining for the pretty things that satisfy your soul
But so this sounds like I'll be getting for a song
I hope you're ready, you better hope I'm wrong as I might be

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Christopher Curtin Eldridge, Christopher Scott Thile, Gabriel John Witcher, Noam David Pikelny, Paul Frederick Kowert