The Mess Inside

We took a weekend, drove to Provo

The snow was white and fluffy

A weekend in Utah won't fix what's wrong with us

The gray sky was vast and real cryptic above me

I wanted you

To love me like you used to do

We took two weeks in the Bahamas

Went out dancing every night

Tried to find the creeping sense of dread with temporal

things

Most of the time I guess I felt alright

But I wanted you

To love me like you used to do

But you cannot run

And you cannot hide

From the wreck we've made of our house

From the mess inside

We went down to New Orleans

One weekend in the spring

Looked hard for what we'd lost

It was painful to admit it but we couldn't find a thing

I wanted you

To love me like you used to do

We went to New York City in September

Took the train out of Manhattan to the Grand Army stop

Found that bench we'd sat together on a thousand years

ago

When I felt such love for you I thought my heart was

gonna pop

I wanted you

To love me like you used to do

But I cannot run

And I can't hide

From the wreck we've made of our house

From the mess inside