Crooked Arrows

If I could pull my shit together I could keep it alive
Always some parts worth holding onto, some to throw in the fire
But I'm a mess of fraying wires and the waters inside
Been trying to ground myself but I still wanna fly

So keep the chin up but you gotta put your head down and grind
Made no sense to me so I just looked it in the eyes
What doesn't kill ya sure as hell can leave you wanting to die
I could really use a tutor maybe if you have the time

But I know there's nothing extraordinary
Trying to use a bottle to catch a fairy
But she don't seem to happy with the terrarium life
So I gotta get myself up on that strait and narrow
Or get a little better with my bow and arrow
But all the apples I could find were always in my own eyes

You gotta read the fuckin manual to know what to do
But I used mine as some firestarter when I met you
So I fake it til I make it, just wasting your time but what's new
But that don't seem so bad just for a minute or two
It's a nice break from all things so familiar to you
But we all get homesick for some place we thought we knew

And all that seemed to new becomes so ordinairy
Drowning in the bottle that we were contained in
Threw the candle in the fire said "let there be light"
So I gotta get myself back on that strait and narrow
Put away the quiver before I lose the other eye
Remember what you meant when you said goodbye