Deal
I couldn't save you even if I tried
I'm dealing with my own shit, dealing with my own life
An absent father, deadbeat mother
An only sister to her dope fiend brother
Middle class decline paired with fleeting time
And a lie nobody can save her from
Years of detachment
Years of discouragement and fear
Years of detachment
If I'm the headlights, you're the deer
I couldn't save you even if I tried
I'm dealing with my own shit, dealing with my own life
I couldn't save you but I thought I'd write it anyway, just to say
I'm dealing with my own shit, I'll deal with it my own way
We're all bastards, we're all burdens
Smoke signals to an absent father
Listen to her words, beyond nouns and verbs
They paint a picture outside the numbers
Years of detachment
Years of discouragement and fear
Years of detachment
If I'm the headlights, you're the deer
I couldn't save you even if I tried
I'm dealing with my own shit, dealing with my own life
I couldn't save you but I thought I'd write it anyway, just to say
I'm dealing with my own shit, I'll deal with it my own way
If I'm wrong then so long, better luck with someone who cares
They've got places filled with fake faces where people are paid to care
I couldn't save you even if I tried
I'm dealing with my own shit, dealing with my own life
I couldn't save you even if I tried
I'm dealing with my own shit, dealing with my own life
I couldn't save you but I thought I'd write it anyway, just to say
I'm dealing with my own shit, I'll deal with it my own way
I'm dealing with my own shit, dealing with my own life
An absent father, deadbeat mother
An only sister to her dope fiend brother
Middle class decline paired with fleeting time
And a lie nobody can save her from
Years of detachment
Years of discouragement and fear
Years of detachment
If I'm the headlights, you're the deer
I couldn't save you even if I tried
I'm dealing with my own shit, dealing with my own life
I couldn't save you but I thought I'd write it anyway, just to say
I'm dealing with my own shit, I'll deal with it my own way
We're all bastards, we're all burdens
Smoke signals to an absent father
Listen to her words, beyond nouns and verbs
They paint a picture outside the numbers
Years of detachment
Years of discouragement and fear
Years of detachment
If I'm the headlights, you're the deer
I couldn't save you even if I tried
I'm dealing with my own shit, dealing with my own life
I couldn't save you but I thought I'd write it anyway, just to say
I'm dealing with my own shit, I'll deal with it my own way
If I'm wrong then so long, better luck with someone who cares
They've got places filled with fake faces where people are paid to care
I couldn't save you even if I tried
I'm dealing with my own shit, dealing with my own life
I couldn't save you even if I tried
I'm dealing with my own shit, dealing with my own life
I couldn't save you but I thought I'd write it anyway, just to say
I'm dealing with my own shit, I'll deal with it my own way
Credits
Writer(s): Tyson Evans, Matthew Lang
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