Your Back Porch (Acoustic)

It's 4 AM again

And I'm falling asleep with the headphones in

It shouldn't be like this

And it's so hard to act like I'm over this

When everything you said

Tore my heart out of my chest

I just want to feel something again

I'm not innocent, not in the least bit

Selfish wishful thinking

And if this mess that I left in the Southwest is in your head

Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead

You swear you're a safe bet, but I know that you're not

And I think that's why I'm here and you still think I'm wrong

There's nothing between you and me

Not anymore, not on your back porch

At 4 AM I'm in this van hoping I won't see you again

And I hope I won't see you again

I just want to feel something again

I'm not innocent, not in the least bit

Selfish wishful thinking

And if this mess that I left in the Southwest is in your head

Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead

Does your conscience keep you awake?

Because one day all that you felt in those bones will make them break

But now I know just how you see me

And I want you to know you're wrong, wrong, and selfish

You'll just find better ways to hide it

If you gave all that you take

The weight would take its toll

And your skeleton would cave

If you gave all that you take

The weight would take its toll

And your skeleton would cave

I just want to feel something again

I'm not innocent, not in the least bit

Selfish wishful thinking

And if this mess that I left in the Southwest is in your head

Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead