| Better yet, tell us how you haven’t made it yet |
| Spill out your lungs and say exactly how |
| Everything was supposed to work out |
| Did you work all of this out? |
| Was there something to prove? |
| What did you expect, that there’d be something to lose? |
| Why can’t anybody speak enough to |
| Say their peace and leave it be? |
| Instead of flexing all this false sense of reality |
| With all, with all, with all this needed space |
| Why can’t anybody find enough to stay away? |
| (This false sense of reality) |
| (This false sense of reality) |
| 'Cause it’s a steady wealth until, until |
| Nothing seems to hold itself up |
| I am a counterpart, no different from what I |
| No different from what I hate |
| Say their peace and leave it be |
| Instead of flexing all this false sense of reality |
| With all, with all, with all this needed space |
| Why can’t anybody find enough to stay away? |
| Is it cold when you’re stuck inside those bedroom walls |
| With nowhere to go? |
| Do I have it in me to let this go |
| And learn to love again? |
| (Instead of tearing this apart) |
| I can breathe again |
| I can feel myself within this person in my skin |
| Say their peace and leave it be |
| Instead of flexing all this false sense of reality |
| With all, with all, with all this needed space |
| Why can’t anybody find enough to stay away? |
| To stay away, to stay away |