Cold weather comes with an ache
In our knees. Our hands have got the shakes
I swear our back is about to break
We won't howl out or cry
We know we'll fail, but we've tried
In the middle of nothing asking why

Chorus:
Every night we all go to the house we'll never own
Every night we are tired, we've been worked to the bone
Nearly every day, we earn a lower wage
So tell you what we were made of, or just what we were paid
It's a hard country we made

Here we are, far beyond our means
Learning how to trade love for things
It's a debt we can't pay
What kind of life's lived this way.
They see your hand, they pass
Telling us we all still pray

Nearly every day it was darker kind of gray
The color we all knew best was, the deepest shade of red

Chorus:
Every night we all go to the house we'll never own
Every night we are tired, we've been worked to the bone
Nearly every day, we earn a lower wage
So tell you what we were made of, or just what we were paid
It's a hard country we made

We won't howl out or cry
We know we'll fail, but we've tried
What kind of lives live this way?
They see your hand, they pass