For a piece of mind, fiction up your sleeve
With a twisted smile, you're so hard to believe
You make such little progress
Not a glimpse of anything
If there were just a little substance
Just a whisper, anything
Kind of off of the target, kind of off of your gait
Kind of soft around the edges, seems it's harder to take
Just lead in then leave them without
It's the same idea
Just lead in then leave them without
It's the same idea
Now you're with without, just a thought on a shelf
Kind of feels like a lie, like you thought of yourself
Kind of off of the target, kind of off of your gait
Kind of soft around the edges, seems it's harder to take
Just lead in then leave them without
It's the same idea
Just lead in then leave them without
It's the same idea
Now it's all on me
Given what you find
Now it's all on me