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