It isn't like you to look like this
It isn't like you to make that fist
It isn't like you to have regrets
You've changed a lot since the day we met
Everyone wants the medicine, but
Nobody wants the cure
I got a little hope about the future
But sometimes I'm not sure
We hang our pictures around the home
We work all week, then we get stoned
I keep relying on a gracious God
Gives us comfort and he spares the rod
The woman next door is a mess of tears
Listen to her crying while we drink our beers
The newspaper cuts ya down to the bone
I'm glad we don't have to face it alone
But it isn't like you to bite your nails
It isn't like you to feel like a failure
It isn't like you to push me away
I guess tomorrow is another day
It isn't like you to try so hard
It isn't like me not to help you out
If all you wanna do is be with me
I can be good company
No need to suffer through the grief and shame
You're not obliged to remain the same
I'Il always be there when you need a hand
You can always play in my band