Emily Haines & The Soft Skeleton

First went wrong is hard to find,
Were paralyzed, we apologize; our hell is a good life.
Last went wrong but wheres my prize, under the lights?
Can we call it in? Well be on the road.
Can we stop? When we stop,
My back will turn your face towards the fence.
What I thought it was it isnt now
What I thought it was it isnt now
All this weight is honest worse.
Were moderate; we modernize til our hell is a good life.
All we know is to forget how to do right,
Colouring in the black hole. Can we stop?
When we stop my hands will shake,
My eyes will burn, my throat will ache,
Watching you turn from me towards your friends.
What I thought it was it isnt now
What I thought it was it isnt
Punishment to stall what is done.
What I thought was in this is missing out.
What I thought it was it isnt now
Theres a pattern in the system,
Theres a bullet in the gun.
Thats why I tried to save you, but it cant be done.
It cant be done.
[ Our Hell Lyrics ]