One
The good days are melting
The icecaps are gone
The popstar's in heaven
The right turned to wrong
And it's a steep slope, it's a hell no
It's a hangup on the telephone, you see?
That it's a one day, it's a survey
It's a cluster-fuck on the freeway, you see?
The odds are against me
But I try to take the world in my hands
Change what they say I can't understand
I try and I try
Just to prove 'em all wrong
But my arms ain't that strong
Goddamn
Thought that I'd be the one
Thought that I'd be the one
The kids are the parents
The schools are a war zone
Hallways are empty
We're all running with nowhere to go
And it's a high risk, it's a bad gig
When you're a small fish on a long swim upstream, oh yeah
And it's a ten-page stupid survey
It's the red tape in the doorway, you see?
The odds are against me
But I try to take the world in my hands
Change what they say I can't understand
I try and I try
Just to prove 'em all wrong
But my arms ain't that strong
Goddamn
Thought that I'd be the one
Thought that I'd be the one
Thought that I'd be the one
Thought that I'd be the one
Tell me we're not letting go
Losing time and losing hope
Oh, there's so much I still don't know
I, I, I
But I try to take the world in my hands
Change what they say I can't understand
I try and I try
Just to prove 'em all wrong
But my arms ain't that strong
Goddamn
Thought that I'd be the one
Thought that I'd be the one (oh yeah)
Thought that I'd be the one
Thought that I'd be the one (oh yeah)
The good days are melting
The icecaps are gone
The icecaps are gone
The popstar's in heaven
The right turned to wrong
And it's a steep slope, it's a hell no
It's a hangup on the telephone, you see?
That it's a one day, it's a survey
It's a cluster-fuck on the freeway, you see?
The odds are against me
But I try to take the world in my hands
Change what they say I can't understand
I try and I try
Just to prove 'em all wrong
But my arms ain't that strong
Goddamn
Thought that I'd be the one
Thought that I'd be the one
The kids are the parents
The schools are a war zone
Hallways are empty
We're all running with nowhere to go
And it's a high risk, it's a bad gig
When you're a small fish on a long swim upstream, oh yeah
And it's a ten-page stupid survey
It's the red tape in the doorway, you see?
The odds are against me
But I try to take the world in my hands
Change what they say I can't understand
I try and I try
Just to prove 'em all wrong
But my arms ain't that strong
Goddamn
Thought that I'd be the one
Thought that I'd be the one
Thought that I'd be the one
Thought that I'd be the one
Tell me we're not letting go
Losing time and losing hope
Oh, there's so much I still don't know
I, I, I
But I try to take the world in my hands
Change what they say I can't understand
I try and I try
Just to prove 'em all wrong
But my arms ain't that strong
Goddamn
Thought that I'd be the one
Thought that I'd be the one (oh yeah)
Thought that I'd be the one
Thought that I'd be the one (oh yeah)
The good days are melting
The icecaps are gone
Credits
Writer(s): Amy Marie Allen, Blake Slatkin
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