Your face is pulled up tight Lord knows it never fit you right Crow took to its feet and flew away I felt the judgement in car line No place to bathe in the sunshine No difference either way
You're caught in the middle Of a losing fight Unable to admit it When you're not right
So, goodness gracious alive Could you die? One less mountain to climb this time Loving, tender, and kind Not your style Bitter pit to the rind
I've met a dozen like you You're so easy to see through Once a flower, now a shade You can't stay in your lane Too busy casting the blame Only looking to upgrade
You choose not to answer When you are called It's holding you ransom In your downfall
Goodness gracious alive Could you die? One less mountain to climb this time Loving, tender, and kind Not your style Bitter pit to the rind
You look so amusing with your new glow But you aren't fooling anyone, no
So, goodness gracious alive Could you die? One less mountain to climb this time Loving, tender, and kind Not your style Bitter pit to the rind
