Man I know that most days
You cant sit with yourself
You try to tow the line
But the devil he never rests
Always loved an idle mind
He hangs round here most of the time
The growing up too soon
The coming down too fast
Dipped your
Toe into the sea
Didn't think that
You'd make such a splash
Now somehow you're soaked to the bone
Wrong kinda change and
An old burner phone
You're singin'
Lighthouse guide me home
I'm not made for sinking
No I'm not made of stone
Show me my people again
The whites of their eyes as the waves roll me in
This time I'll connect
I'm finished loving myself with neglect
It's a losers' game
If you let me oh this time ill change
Man you know I've seen
All the love letters left on the shelf
Covered in
Cigarette ashes and water damage
You'd send them somewhere parallel
Somewhere they might be well received
You think
You ink
You believe
You're singing
Lighthouse guide me home
No I'm not made for sinking
No I'm not made of stone
Show me my people again
The whites of their eyes as the waves roll me in
This time I'll connect
I'm finished loving myself with neglect
It's a losers' game
If you let me oh this time I'll change
Hurting yourself
So no one does it for you
The mindless meander
Til hits all euphoria
Stick to the left
On the outskirts of hurt
But you know it's still there as you breathe in the dirt
You're singin'
Lighthouse guide me home
No I'm not made for sinking
No I'm not made of stone
Show me my people again
The whites of their eyes as the waves roll me in
This time I'll connect
I'm finished loving myself with neglect
It's a losers' game
If you let me oh this time ill change
