Monsters of Folk
"Say Please"

Everyone grows old on the golf course
It takes a lot of hope to grieve

Everyone gets dark and the worst part
is the way those thoughts can please you

Personality like a split screen
See yourself down on your knees

Hold out your hand
Hold out your hand, darlin'
Hold out your hand, say "please".

Everyone gives up down on hard luck
On hope, pain enough, it seems

Everyone gets lost in their own fog,
Have to wander on your lantern dreams

Say please (please)
Just say something

Speak up please
If it's what you're looking for

Hold out your hand
Hold out your hand, darlin'
Hold out your hand, say "please"

Hold out your hand
Hold out your hand, darlin'
Hold out your hand, say "please"