Sean says he can't sit here and tell her That it's really all so simple 'Cause it's not simple, it's exhausting And confusing and it's scary and complex He hates how Shannon talks about herself Like she's a whole separate person And he's still pissed at her doctors But he's mostly just sick of not connecting What the hell we gonna do when they finally Let you come home from the hospital Sit around the house and make fake plans And then walk down to the Wagon Wheel Bills are gonna come, we'll just shrug Our shoulders at the notion Numbers so far into the beyond They look a little bit surreal Satisfaction is a funny thing, funny enough That when she brings it up He laughs a little bit Before he breaks down It was obvious to anyone the way She took her medication at the bar The way she crossed herself When it's the bartender's round He's not gonna tell her It's a matter of just kinda trying harder
He's not gonna tell her If you love someone then you should set 'em free He wishes that she wouldn't always say to him That she's sorry looking up with terrified eyes He said I wish that you could try to love yourself The same way that you love me Frustration is a funny friend, funny enough That he keeps coming up And making me do things That I don't like When you come home from the hospital We can't go back to the Wagon Wheel And if we do We can't go every night In the middle of the day she mostly feels okay When night time comes she just feels terrified In the middle of the day she mostly feels okay When night time comes she just feels terrified In the middle of the day she mostly feels okay When night time comes she just feels terrified In the middle of the day she mostly feels okay When night time comes she just feels terrified