Mount your plans onto a bow
Pull back your arm, release and throw.
Your attempts are lined in a row.
But your aim is off, you shoot too low.
But if your smarter enough to know where this is going.
Please don't tell me, I'd rather have you just lie.
Come to terms, fix the consequence of your actions.
Get it together, just try.
Lock down your lungs,
Steel trap your tongues.
Words are getting carried away.
Twisted in (??), contorted to fit all the things you would never say.
The (??) will be used against you, (??).
Slipping through cracks, still turning your back.
Even though you could get stuck again.
But if your smarter enough to know where this is going.
Please don't tell me, I'd rather have you just lie.
Come to terms, fix the consequence of your actions.
Get it together, just try.
But if your smarter enough to know where this is going.
Please don't tell me, I'd rather have you just lie.
Come to terms with the consequence of that action.
Get it together, just try.