Painted Partition

If what you said is true
Should have looked me in the eye
Thumbs too tired to speak
It's a reckless alibi

My face is over here
Cannot handle the real touch
You're a swan always looking for a bite
Never quite, never quite

Full enough, you think you've seen it all
It's a comic strip a billion miles long
Filled with something
You ain't seen nothin', nothin' from me

They say
What will be will be
But something's crooked at the seams
Trapped under a mirror
A reflection of our beliefs

Hard to tell if you're sincere
Tucked between that fancy car
And a pitch for my affections
It's all gone too far

It's like we're sharin' the same bad dream
Filled with false stories false memories
If we can get out
Why don't we get out? Get out!

Oh what's a minute mean?
Oh what's a minute mean?
Oh what's a minute mean?
When you can see, you can see

A thousand sacred creeds
A thousand racist crimes
A thousand Wounded hearts
And a thousand loaded guns

A thousand sunlit feet
A thousand Listless stars
A thousand who we are's
And a thousand look at me's

It's Just a painted partition
It's Just a painted partition
It's Just a painted partition
'Tween you and me, you and me

It's Just a painted partition
It's Just a painted partition
It's Just a painted partition
Let's Grab the chair and break it down

You are not alone
You are not alone
You are not alone
There's an army out your door

You are not alone
You are not alone
You are not alone
There's an army waiting for ya
For ya, for ya, for ya
For ya, for ya, for ya