Wolves - Ryan Adams

Another wasted night

And I stare at the ceiling

I’m like a black and white movie

about all these color feeling

And just outside the door

Can you hear the wolves are prowling

Just outside the door

Can you feel the cold it’s paralyzing enough

That you shouldn’t have to block it too much

I can’t read the signs

Dunno what I’m feeling

But I know that you’re lying

I know what you’re thinking

Just outside the door

Can you hear the wolves are prowling

Just outside the door

Can you hear the wolves they’re howling

Just outside the door

Can you see the shadows crawling

Just outside the door

Can you feel the cold it’s paralyzing enough

That you wouldn’t have to block it too much