I can't stay bent
I can't never stand tall again
Cause there's no sense in pleading ignorance
From atop the fence
That I built to divide territory
In a map drawn by my pride
My fictions are clouding my judgement
Cause they'll always be a ghost inside the phone
I want to sit up straight for you
But I don't see a way out, only a way through
So you can tell your friends that I'll try not to kill their vibes
Cause criticizing their mountain won't ever help me climb mine
My fictions are clouding my judgement
Cause they'll always be a ghost inside the phone
And there's gotta be a way to get in front of it
Always caring the stones I couldn't throw
Let it go, let it go to show
You can catch and release an elbow
Because sometimes the only way to make it right is to never call again
Aren't you sick of being sick of it?
You will know when you've had enough
You will know when it's time to run
Feel the things that you've never touched
You will know when you've had enough
But my fictions are clouding my judgement
'Cause they'll always be a life I could have known
And there's gotta be a way to get in front of it
Always caring the stones I couldn't throw
On my own