Wolves at Night: 2

Manchester Orchestra
Am I really a dead dog if all of my meals
Are served to me hand-tossed on the wood floor
I play dead when he greets, in the room
Like a heathen searching for breathing inside a body
I play dumb and I know it, but I never show it
I swear I'll go, yeah, like anybody
I tried thinking about it, wrestling my demons
I got a feeling, you know it's right
There's two easy ways
To re-order my love
The first is a crutch
The other is in truth
There's two easy ways
To re-order my love
My love
Dead dog, dirty the sunset, can he afford it
Don't care if he catches me
I don't care if you catch, or anybody
I tried messing with fire, another reminder
That God has desires, like me and you
What is the Gospel
According to man
Yeah, it's perfect
What is the Gospel
According to man
Yeah, it's worth it
I tried messing with fire, another reminder
That God has desires, like me and you
And am I really a dead dog, if all of my meals are
Served to me hand-tossed on the wood floor
I tried to be whatever you want me to be
I cannot sleep, 'cause you know
You need to complete me
Dead dog, dirty the sunset, can he afford it
Don't care if he catches me
I don't care if you catch, or anybody
I tried messing with fire, another reminder
That God has desires, like me and you
There's two easy ways
To re-order my love
The first is a lie
The other is from above
There's two easy ways
To re-order my love
What is the Gospel
According to man
Yeah, it's perfect
What is the Gospel
According to man
Yeah, it's worth it
What is the Gospel
According to man
Yeah, it's nothing
What is the Gospel
According to man
Yeah, it's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
How dare you?
How dare you?
How dare you?
How dare you?