Lyrics
He used to take his kids on Sunday drives
But now he only paces through the night
And since his sunken eyes have lost their light
He won't try, no, no, he won't try
He watches from the doorway as they sleep
He tells them tears are only for the weak
And all the years piled up behind his eyes
But he won't cry, no, no, he won't cry
And, oh, I can't lift this weight for you alone
And, oh, all this heavy listening on my own
The paranoia pulls him underground
And everyone's too scared to make a sound
The river of their love is running dry
But he won't fight, no, no, he won't fight
And, oh, I can't lift this weight for you alone
And, oh, all this heavy listening on my own
And, oh, it's getting too late to come back home
And, oh, no more heavy listening on my own
He used to take his kids on Sunday drives