Fancy Words for Failure
I plunge my hands into the sea
Of disappointments over decades
Drowning all my dreams
The salt it fills my seams
Cleanses aspirations
And the vanity that's driven me
Reach out and grab that golden ring
Don't make apologies
For things that never happened with your dreams
You know there isn't room for us all
Yeah
Won't make apologies
For things so far beyond control
Well at least you didn't fail alone
This time I do it for myself
Get on board or go to hell
I lost my evidence of ever being heard
Paired down my expectations to the thinnest
Of ambitions
Sunk my teeth into the bone
Backed me down from ever leaving
Don't make apologies
For things that never happened with your dreams
You know there isn't room for us all
Yeah
Won't make apologies
For things so far beyond control
Well at least you didn't fail alone
This time I do it for myself
Get on board or go to
Your father knows just where you are
Your mother stands there cryin'
Your mother stands there cryin'
Don't make apologies
For things that never happened with your dreams
You know there isn't room for us all
Yeah
Won't make apologies
For feeling lost into my thirties
Well at least I won't be fading
Alone
This time we do it for ourselves
Get on board or go to hell
Of disappointments over decades
Drowning all my dreams
The salt it fills my seams
Cleanses aspirations
And the vanity that's driven me
Reach out and grab that golden ring
Don't make apologies
For things that never happened with your dreams
You know there isn't room for us all
Yeah
Won't make apologies
For things so far beyond control
Well at least you didn't fail alone
This time I do it for myself
Get on board or go to hell
I lost my evidence of ever being heard
Paired down my expectations to the thinnest
Of ambitions
Sunk my teeth into the bone
Backed me down from ever leaving
Don't make apologies
For things that never happened with your dreams
You know there isn't room for us all
Yeah
Won't make apologies
For things so far beyond control
Well at least you didn't fail alone
This time I do it for myself
Get on board or go to
Your father knows just where you are
Your mother stands there cryin'
Your mother stands there cryin'
Don't make apologies
For things that never happened with your dreams
You know there isn't room for us all
Yeah
Won't make apologies
For feeling lost into my thirties
Well at least I won't be fading
Alone
This time we do it for ourselves
Get on board or go to hell
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Tallman Jr
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