I've been through hell
On my way to hell
I only fought with myself
So I'd have a story to tell
Once, I cut off my arm
I sewed it back on all wrong
Now I don't have to bend
To reach the bottom shelf
When I need a story to tell
The world is always on the brink
And love is dumber than you think
Singing songs of death and doom
With all the voices inside of you
Once I started a war
But I don't fight anymore
I held the line until the old oak fell
I was left behind
With a story to tell
The world is always on the brink
Hearts are smarter than you think
Writing songs of death and doom
For all the voices inside of you
Once I looked you in the eye
And I told you lies
How I wish I could have treated you well
I wish I had more than a story to tell
The world is always on the brink
Love is dumber than you think
Singing songs of death and doom
With all the voices inside of you
I've been through hell
On my way to hell
I only fought with myself
So I'd have a story to tell
compositores: Jeff Tweedy
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