Trust
Trust is overrated
Trust is medicated
Trust is insulated
Trust is just some birds
But your job is not to make me trust you
To help me fire rockets at the sun
And your job is not to make me trust you
To clang metal pans against my skull
And your job is not to make me trust you
To pack my lunch and walk me out the door
And my job is not to make you trust me
To scream til you look into the mirror
Into the mirror
Time is taffy
Time is a spiral
Time is like potatoes
If you peel and smoke the skins, tomorrow will be yesterday
But it's not time to exercise the demons
Tomorrow when the schoolyard we'll be free
And it's not time to menstruate more fully
You're sober, might as well stay with your dad
And going to work might still be your best reason
To think of things to do
And don't forget the magic of the weapons
Love burns, and maybe it can wait
It can wait
Love is vindicated
Love was in the news
Love was on the guest list
Love took off its shoes
But in the space of everything is time
And there may be too much empty space to hold
And maybe we will dwindle on forever
There may be too much black for it to catch
But I love you and you love me and I love you
And you love me and I love you and you love me
That's just awful hard to try to measure
It might be enough or it might not
It might not
Trust is medicated
Trust is insulated
Trust is just some birds
But your job is not to make me trust you
To help me fire rockets at the sun
And your job is not to make me trust you
To clang metal pans against my skull
And your job is not to make me trust you
To pack my lunch and walk me out the door
And my job is not to make you trust me
To scream til you look into the mirror
Into the mirror
Time is taffy
Time is a spiral
Time is like potatoes
If you peel and smoke the skins, tomorrow will be yesterday
But it's not time to exercise the demons
Tomorrow when the schoolyard we'll be free
And it's not time to menstruate more fully
You're sober, might as well stay with your dad
And going to work might still be your best reason
To think of things to do
And don't forget the magic of the weapons
Love burns, and maybe it can wait
It can wait
Love is vindicated
Love was in the news
Love was on the guest list
Love took off its shoes
But in the space of everything is time
And there may be too much empty space to hold
And maybe we will dwindle on forever
There may be too much black for it to catch
But I love you and you love me and I love you
And you love me and I love you and you love me
That's just awful hard to try to measure
It might be enough or it might not
It might not
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Writer(s): Kyle Vincent, Jonathan Daniel, Dunbar
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