I should've walked
I should've turned my head around
What is real and what is plastic
Are not meant to be

I would talk unended
I would speak my mind
I would walk on endless
'till I find my way home

When I'm backed against the wall
I won't stop until I fall. (When I fall, if I fall.)
True to, want to kind of feeling
In the moment I'll be gone before my time

I won't lecture if you won't pretend
If you'll be the paper then I'll be the pen
Show me all your insides if you're ready to begin
'Cause this is why we're called out