Black tambourine Black hearts in effigy We sing a song that was hated All dressed in rag and bones Sharks smell the blood that I'm bleeding I know there's something wrong Might take a fire to kill it Might take a hurricane

And we got everybody singing Whoa whoa oh whoa whoa oh I've hoped for change There's something wrong 'Cause everybody knows Were doing fine And I'll confess That I can be a little selfish Yeah I'll admit

Don't ever try to tell me how much you care for me Don't ever try to tell me how you were there for me I've got a funny feeling there's something wrong today I've got a funny feeling and it won't go away I've got an itchy finger and there'll be hell to

Up all night long And there's something very wrong And I know it must be late Been gone since yesterday I'm not like you guys I'm not like you Hey mom, there's something in the backroom Hope it's not the creatures from above You used to read me stories

Living inside, living inside, living inside (near wild heaven) Not near enough Near wild heaven Whenever we hold each other We hold each other There's a feeling that's going Something has gone wrong And I don't know how much longer I can take it House

I'm not giving up today There's nothing getting in my way And if you knock knock me over I will get back up again, oh If something goes a little wrong Well you can go ahead and bring it on 'Cause if you knock knock me over, I will get back up again I

Up all night long And there's something very wrong And I know it must be late Been gone since yesterday I'm not like you guys I'm not like you Hey mom, there's something in the backroom Hope it's not the creatures from above You used to read me stories

Walk me home in the dead of night So say you'll stay with me tonight I can't be alone with all that's on my mind, mhm 'Cause there is so much wrong going on outside Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh There's something in the way you roll your eyes Takes me back to a

Just 'cause I can't put my finger on it It doesn't mean that - that it's not there But there is something odd! It's gonna be alright! There's something wrong with the words that we're not sayin' And the silence we're creatin' Like a ghost note symphony

We’re dancing on tables 'Til I’m off my face With all of my people And it couldn’t get better they say And it’s all out of tune Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong And it hits you when the lights go on We’re singing 'til last call Such a good