The story never checked out
 I heard too many versions
 What [bad word] happened that night?
 There's no way of learning
 Your friend said Abe was there too
 And you had to cover his tracks
 That was the time I realized
 They'd gone and [bad word] back 

 The family dropped the charges
 They simply buried their son
 They recognized, as we all did
 'Twas mostly a case of terrible luck

 Two boys laid side beside
 One now dead and the other half alive
 You can try to back the night

 And though I no longer loved him
 I knew him as my brother
 He seemed a goblin to me now
 So I went and grabbed my lantern 
 I said keep him busy 
 I'll be there less in than a day
 We'll find him safety - maybe sanity
 There really has to be a way

 I plundered through every drawer of yours
 To see if I could find my match
 There she was - dark and mysterious
 Wrapped in tin, she was quite a catch

 I hated her for loving you
 For soothing all your pain
 For telling you I was the evil one
 Only interested in my own gain

 I knew you stood alone
 Nothing I could do to fix
 Doctor said expectations were too high
 The boy needed me gone and quick

 Two boys laid side beside
 One now dead and the other half alive
 You can try to hold the night back

 Do you remember when I told you
 I found Mrs. Zaracota dead?
 She was sitting upright a Friday morning
 Reading a book in bed
 The night before she told me
 She had still so many plans 
 Then I felt the soldier's shadow at my side 
 Drain all the blood from my hand

 The blood was gone and my hand blue
 The night I knew to make the call
 The voice on the end of the phone
 Told me bloody scene I soon saw:

 Two boys laid side beside
 One now dead and the other half alive
 You can try to back the night
 You can try to back the night
 You can try to back the night
 You can try to back the night