Reese
What you shoulda been
What you woulda been
But there ain't no problem now
What's your middle name?
Are you often blamed?
Do you care about the cost?
Where's the middle again?
Can I get back there?
Well, I won't let them talk
Well, it's at it again
And it heads to its home
On the north end of redded woe
Well, I won't be ready to go
I'll deny
A little bit older now
Out in the wilderness
With some valedictorian
You had wagered up your torch
And then you lost your paraffin
Off the dead stump up the trees
Oh, your head, it split the crease
And the ghosts you may never know
You will never mend
I will never end
And I went off then
To the meadowlands
Where yer momma can't
That's a boundary pass on it
What you woulda been
What you shoulda been died
Well I'm more than that
Well I'm more than that
Well I'm more than that
Well I'm more
Well I'm more than that
Well I'm more than that
Well I'm more than that
Well I'm more
Well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more
Well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more (here we go)
What's that supposed to mean?
It is over me, all before 11:30
And by noon I'll be dreadin' everythin'
I won't belabor points, but I will hit you in the head
I won't belabor points, but I will hit it on the head
I won't belabor points, but I will hit you on the head
I won't belabor points, but I will hit it on the head
What you woulda been
But there ain't no problem now
What's your middle name?
Are you often blamed?
Do you care about the cost?
Where's the middle again?
Can I get back there?
Well, I won't let them talk
Well, it's at it again
And it heads to its home
On the north end of redded woe
Well, I won't be ready to go
I'll deny
A little bit older now
Out in the wilderness
With some valedictorian
You had wagered up your torch
And then you lost your paraffin
Off the dead stump up the trees
Oh, your head, it split the crease
And the ghosts you may never know
You will never mend
I will never end
And I went off then
To the meadowlands
Where yer momma can't
That's a boundary pass on it
What you woulda been
What you shoulda been died
Well I'm more than that
Well I'm more than that
Well I'm more than that
Well I'm more
Well I'm more than that
Well I'm more than that
Well I'm more than that
Well I'm more
Well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more
Well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more (here we go)
What's that supposed to mean?
It is over me, all before 11:30
And by noon I'll be dreadin' everythin'
I won't belabor points, but I will hit you in the head
I won't belabor points, but I will hit it on the head
I won't belabor points, but I will hit you on the head
I won't belabor points, but I will hit it on the head
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Writer(s): Justin Vernon, Aaron Dessner
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