Bending all my habits
When I cared about my status
Let it go

No such thing as magic
I'm an artist with my tactics
You should know

Middle meanings, it’s a lot to get out
Getting even
Getting caught on the ground

I could walk away, creased and folded
I could take another seat and hold my own

I wasn’t
Gonna run away
But I was there today
Set it off
Set it off
Set it off
Set it right

This doesn’t
Have to end this way
But I was there today
Set it off
Set it off
Set it off
Set it right

Shaking out the fabric
I made up what was lacking
On my own

Messin’ with the magic
You were moving, I was static
You should know

I was so solo, and I got hollow
How did it feel for you to say
So clearly

You could walk away, creased and folded
You could take another seat and
Hold your own

I wasn’t
Gonna run away
But I was there today
Set it off
Set it off
Set it off
Set it right

This doesn’t
Have to end this way
But I was there today
Set it off
Set it off
Set it off
Set it right