Settled stone hardenin'
Caught between myself and them
If I could means a different end
A different song, I'd write it then

It's in the past, it's in your peers
It's in a picture I can hardly see from here
So call it off, a call for calm
Could you call me back a little later on?
A little later on

Broken glass, burnin' grass
My weekend's shot, I'm coughing ash
So count me in, no canceling
To work this out, and we could work again

God knows I hate my bed
I'm falling in again
God knows I hate my home
Until you let me in

It comes and goes
In waves, I know
It changes, then
For better whеn?

It comes and goes
In waves, I know
It changes, then
For better whеn?

God knows I hate my bed
I'm falling in again
God knows I hate my home
Until you let me in

It's not fucked
It's not fine
It's in between
And that's alright