Make It Right (Live from a Dive)

I often get the feeling that I'm headed for disaster

Baby acts like she can't see but nothing's getting past her

The ice I'm standing on is thin, I'll soon be put to pasture

I'm doing what I can to make it right

I'm good at making messes, big talk and second guesses

Living in my head too much and taking my sweet time

I'm prone to act the fool, then try and play it cool

When I'm doing what I can to make it right

Never thought I'd see it fall apart like this

Think of everything we've given

Think of everything we'll miss

I know that shoe is dropping

Already heard the other hit

Man, I'm doing what I can to make it right

These stories I keep selling, they're just spit-shined pulp romances

You can ask my friends, they'll all agree that I'm out of second chances

I can point to where it all went wrong, draw the play-by-play in the ashes

Where I was doing what I knew to make it right

Now I'm doing what I can to make it right