I was sitting in the church
You were yelling in the street
Blood on your shirt
And gravel in your knees
And I was alone
And you were afraid
You thought they
Couldn't give you
What need
I told you once
That the truth is a song
Maybe I'm wrong
Maybe I just want to write it
But I've been so close
I could smell her breath
Like cinnamon and death
Made me wonder
What I'm fighting
Cause I've seen you in the back row
Yeah I've seen you in the back row
Oh, I've seen you with your eyes
Closed at the all night show
When you think that you can't go home
And I know you don't believe me
It's not too late to wash your
Hands clean
Yeah I've seen you in your shirt sleeves
With a beer on your knee
When the can sweats a circle on your jeans

There was a time
I knew every face
Now the whole damn town
Is painted black and grey
That don't have to mean
It was a fall from grace
But there are choices
Are choices must be made
Cause I've seen you in the back row
Yeah I've seen you in the back row
I've seen you breathing real slow
When you just hope
Only God knows where you've been
And I've seen you on the highway
Thinking all the things you'd never say
And praying to the debt you can't pay
Give me one more day
Give me one more day
Give me one more day

Give me one more day
Give me one more day