The Blue Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit

Don't roll away that stone, girl
Leave it where it lay
You think he's coming home
But you know it's not today

I think the road will break me
And never fill the holes
But every time I'm saved
I stop beating out a soul

And I'm too scared to ask the right questions
Too tired to fill the right shoes
So I'll take advantage of the blues
Oh, I'll take advantage of the blue

There really ain't no difference
In Michigan and Maine
If you ain't here to see this
I'm missing just the same

Your skin as soft as water
Same temperature as me
I'd never know I touched you
If you didn't let me see

I'd crawl to meet you, if you'd just stay there
And finally have a thing I couldn't bear to lose
So I'll take advantage of the blues
Oh, I'll take advantage of the blue