All I need is something good I don’t need it understood All the waters high the runaways The silverfish the teeming lake The dirty part of reason Is they’d shoot you all along I don’t need to find the center I just need another song So what if I sing it wrong
We got hurt this time nothing worse than any other La la la la la
I’ve been over all of this Been above or falling in I don’t know if revelation Is the engine or the race and I drove all the way to crowns Over wet and heaving ground I was thinking of the reasons That you wanted me to see them Like a tree has any meaning Like the empty field is grieving Like the auctioneer is leaving Like I care what you’ve been reading
We got hurt this time nothing worse than any other La la la la la
So here’s where we saw what if anything there was to will And here’s where even the world can be killed So still so scared so sweet Here’s to them who shoot and miss and here’s to you and me
We got hurt this time nothing worse than any other La la la la la