call your cancer. call it well. the truth? my friend we know you're scared. do you pray and beg for time? it's staring you in the face. goodnight. i chose the less than traveled road. the rest of the country must know something. yeah there's nothing quite like the truth. come make us see-ers and believers in you. you're making it hard for everyone-oh (it's the money and the church). you're making it hard for everyone-oh (they're trading old souls in for new ones). you're making it hard for everyone. the fear in your head is true in time. a doctor's note: "this is the end of the line." and there's only two to know. through the fields and through the snow. you're making it hard for everyone-oh (you bet on boxing-he'll bet on jesus). you're making it hard for everyone-oh (so glad to know we'll die for gods we'll never meet). you're making it hard for everyone. i get a little bit of reason. i give a little bit back tonight. and there's something with this season. yeah there's nothing that's right. it makes everything right tonight. calm your conscience. call it well. if you don't you'll burn in hell. at least that's what the righteous say. they'll fight forever to get your soul. jump in these dead leaves and all our fall-inspired songs. for loss of words we'll make music for you to dance along to. you're making it hard for everyone-oh (as you're claiming you're wise to the afterlife). you're making it hard for everyone-oh. you're making it hard for everyone
