This is the darkest day I've seen
I can't find an opening
I've never felt this rage in me
I've never known this anger

I'm feelin' like a curse
I feel like I'm getting worse
I'm bored with war in songs
I've been bitter far too [bad word] on, prove me wrong

And tell me I'm no loner
And tell me I'm not crazy
Or maybe just a little bit
Maybe just a little bit crazy
But mostly prove me wrong

I know there's something in my head
I can hear you taunting me
Thanks for nothing, imagined friends
I can hear you laughing

I'm feelin' like a curse
Like I'm carrying dead herd
I'm tired of being right
I'm retired from that fight [bad word] on, prove me wrong

Tell me I'm no loner
Tell me I'm not crazy
Or maybe just a little bit
Maybe just a little bit crazy
But mostly prove me wrong

I'm feelin' like a bomb
Like I'm [bad word] up my song
It's like I don't belong
There's no point in going on [bad word] on, prove me wrong

Tell I'm not crazy
Maybe just a little bit
Maybe just a little bit crazy
But mostly prove me wrong

Songwriter: Jon Foreman