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 tryin' 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 that 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 nighttime comes, she just feels terrified
In the middle of the day, she mostly feels okay
But when nighttime comes, she just feels terrified

In the middle of the day, she mostly feels okay
When nighttime comes, she just feels terrified
In the middle of the day, she mostly feels okay
But when nighttime comes, she just feels terrified
She just feels terrified