(I think I'm finally over you?)
I'm the water that waits outside
I'm the one that erased that light again
I was trying to hold that fire
A matchstick and liquor to take a while
I was part of a single line
Was born in the belly of uncut lies
The lie wasn't holding a paper knife
The truth wasn't coming till afterlife now
All this time I'm loosening again
Letting go
All this time I'm loosening again
Letting go
I've been lying to ghost to hide
I've been running inside that lie
The lie wasn't trying to hold that knife
You think anybody would help that guy?
I was part of a rapture tribe
Was born in the tread of a worn down tire
The lie is looking more like a plastic lie
The truth wasn't coming till afterlife now
All this time I'm loosening again
Letting go
All this time I'm loosening again
Letting go
Finally, I find you underneath the final say
Punching holes inside the pictures, laugh a while then walk away
Certainly I'm frozen trying to throw together days
The holes inside the pictures wait a while and walk away
And you said
All this time I'm loosening again
Letting go
All this time I'm loosening again
Letting go
