Tiny muscles in your face say something's not right
Something's wrong
Little movements along your laugh lines say something's not right
Something's wrong
And I worry, and I worry 'bout my friends back home
Will they ever make it out of that shithole town?
And I worry, and I worry 'bout our future, love
Will we ever figure out where we went wrong?
Subtle changes in the weather clouding your mind
Brewing storms
No animation in your voice
Just grunts and shrugs in place of words
And I worry, and I worry 'bout my friends back home
Will they ever make it out of that shithole town?
And I worry, and I worry 'bout our future, love
Will we ever figure out where we went wrong?
I just wanna bathe in the warmth of the sea
Look back onto the beach and see you waving at me
Get us caught in the storm, lost on on the mountain
Start a brand new life in the company of trees
And I worry, and I worry 'bout my friends back home
Will they ever make it out of that shithole town?
And I worry, and I worry 'bout our future, love
Will we ever figure out where we went wrong?