Way to Fall (The Distillery Sessions)

Son, you've got a way to fall
They'll tell you where to go
But they won't know
Son, you'd better stop it all
They'll tell you what they know
But they won't show

Woah, I've got something in my throat
And I need to be alone
While I suffer

Son, you've got a way to kill
They're picking on you still
But they don't know
Son, you'd better wait to shine
They'll tell you what is yours
But they'll take mine

Woah, I've got something in my throat
And I need to be alone
While I suffer
Woah, there's a hole inside my boat
And I need to stay afloat
For the summer long

Left my sweet soul
Beneath the bedclothes
I'm not coming down
Walls have ears
But no one hears
When nobody's around

Son, you've got a way to fall
They'll tell you where to go
But they won't know