The Wolves Lyrics

there’s a car on the corner, 
she’s waiting for me to come out
& i ain’t said a word in weeks, 
these old habits’ll weigh you down
i can’t talk to god, i can’t light it up
i can’t take something that i’m unworthy of
you might sing it wrong, clumsy, off key, 
top’o your lungs, smile at everyone
 
you don’t ease up on me
ya know i stay in a hurry babe
i miss a lotta good things
if i throw my body 
on a plane, in a car, on the ground
i’m living like i’ll never die
& your ax is not a key
 
there’s a lock on the door that costs more than my car babe
& i ain’t ever come close to crossing that threshold anyway
i can’t hear our song on the radio
without a clear recollection of the touch-and-go
 i can’t prize my certainty & let bygones fade away, 
for my own sake
 
i walk a paper thin line
i know there’s something for everyone
but i’ve got a one track mind
if i throw myself
to the wolves, i did it all for the glory
not the fruit rotting in my shade
or who’s begging to get inside
 
there’s a reason i fold, i’m sure it’ll become clear
you been proving yourself wrong, 
with or without me here
you don’t look around
you don’t check the score
you cause all that trouble & you beg for more
on every warm horizon of what i let disappear
 
you don’t ease up on me
ya know i stay in a hurry babe
i miss a lotta good things 
& when i throw myself to the wolves
i do it all for the glory
not the wind shaking off my leaves
not begging for a key