No I've never been good at knowing the difference When to let go and when to keep wishin' Hope so high and it left me crying Oh, probably do it again Oh, wrestling my expectations Well I lost my trust and it went with no mourning You could hear it in my voice when I told you the story I said i'm alright but we both know i'm lying Oh, probably do it again Oh, wrestling my expectations Old hope is a stubborn thing Just a sliver of the light and i'm dreaming of the morning Wrestling my expectations If I keep this up then I know it's gonna break me But I keep on looking for something to save me Oh, probably do it again Oh, wrestling my expectations Old hope is a stubborn thing Just a sliver of the light and I'm dreaming of the morning Oh, wrestling my expectations Oh, wrestling my expectations