Music by Rett Smith
Lyrics by Rett Smith & Jessica Lea Mayfield

Lyrics:

This isn’t theatre, no yelling out for help
No useless sense of pride
Scars in cards I dealt out to you

Sinners needing to hide

I’m not looking for some laced up little pill
save your grand recovery
I know my ways are never still
must be catching up to me

Turn us back before the time
To heal some pain before you were mine
Maybe Let us off the hook
I’d learn to cope and not to not blame you
Oh see dee and the anger
Maybe let us off the hook

I move too much but i can’t stand
the way time moves no matter where i am
now the walls close in on me
but if you came home and gave a damn
i’d stay put right where i stand
tell me what the walls can’t see

Turn us back before the time
To heal some pain before you were mine
Maybe let us off the hook
I’d learn to cope n’ not to not blame you
Oh see dee and the anger
Maybe let us off the hook.

Turn us back before the time
To heal some pain before you were mine
Maybe let us off the hook
I’d learn to cope n’ not to not blame you
Oh see dee and the anger
Maybe let us off the hook.
Turn us back before the time
To heal some pain before you were mine
Maybe let us off the hook
I’d learn to cope n’ not to not blame you
Oh see dee and the anger
Maybe let us off the hook