It's got a little colder here. I feel a little older this year. Now I'm sat beside you I have a feeling we were lied to.
Well, brother, if I'm right then I'm scared. I'm hoping there's a lighthouse out there. Even if you want this. They'll never let you have it.
You look broken. I look drunk. You could have spoken to anyone. You're your Father's son and a stubborn one at that. Just take it back.
It's got a little darker here. My tongues a little sharper this year. Maybe in the morning We could try again at talking.
These words they'll beat you black and blue. Your sisters hands they're praying for you. Even if you want this. You want this. You want this. It's over now.
You look broken. I look drunk. You could have spoken to anyone. You're your Mother's son and a stubborn one at that. Just take it back.
Put your hands in my hands. I'll take you out there. Put the words in my mouth I'd say this anywhere.