Providence

In the red July
 When we bit the dust on Providence
 All tangled in our not-so-common sense
 I heard you say
 You'd never sleep again
 'Til the bed was made
 You lied, you lied, you lied, you lied
 Dancing around with all the ghosts in empty homes
 You sang and you sounded like you knew it was your own
 Rang out a shot in the dark, some things are best to let fall apart
 And you knew, oh, how you knew
 In the red July
 When we bit the dust on Providence
 Oh, tangle me up, tangle me up
 And on the last hurrah
 We'd better make it hurt
 'Cause our time is spent
 We lied, we lied, we lied, we lied
 Dancing around with all the ghosts in empty homes
 You sang and you sounded like you knew it was your own
 Rang out a shot in the dark, some things are best to let fall apart
 And you knew, oh, how you knew