Count me out like sovereigns, payback for the good times
Right foot in the roses, left foot on a landmine
I’m not gonna be there tripping on the grapevine
They can sing the words while I cry into the bassline
Wear me out like Prada, devil in my detail
I swear it’s getting harder even just to exhale
Backed up into corners, bitter in the lens
I’m sick of tryin’a hide it every time they take mine
So stick to me, stick to me like caramel
Walk beside me ’til you feel nothing as well
They ask me
“Is it goin’ good in the garden?”
Say, “I’m lost, but I beg no pardon”
Up on the dice, but low on the cards
I try not to talk about how it’s harder now
Can I get a mirror side-stage? Lookin’ sideways
At my own visage, gettin’ worse
Every time they try to shout my real name
Just to get a rise from me
Acting like I’m never stressed out by the hearsay
I guess that’s what I get for tryin’a hide in the limelight
Guess that’s what I get for having 20-20 hindsight
Everybody wants eyes on ’em, I just wanna hear you sing that top line
And if you don’t think I mean it, then I understand
But I’m still glad you came, so let me see those hands
So stick to me, stick to me like caramel
Walk beside me ’til you feel nothing as well
I’m fallin’ free of the final parallel
The sweetest dreams are bitter
But there’s no one left to tell
Too young to get bitter over it all
Too old to retaliate like before
Too blessed to be caught ungrateful, I know
So I’ll keep dancing along to the rhythm
This stage is a prison, a beautiful nightmare (too young to get bitter over it all)
A war of attrition, I’ll take what I’m given (too old to retaliate like before)
The deepest incisions, I thought I got better (too blessed to be caught ungrateful, I know)
But maybe I didn’t
(In these days of days)
Tell me, did I give you what you came for?
(I wish it all away)
Terrified to answer my own front door
(I thought things had changed)
Missin’ my wings in a realm of angels
(But everything’s the same)
So I’ll keep dancing along to the rhythm
This stage is a prison, a beautiful nightmare
A war of attrition, I’ll take what I’m given
The deepest incisions, I thought I got better
But maybe I didn’t
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