Slightly Outside Complicated Truth It's the way you deal In only absolutes Everyone knows how to win Until they lose Sooner or Later we all Wear a bruise Every step I take I fade Further from view I'll find my own way back To that old room My own time And state of mind Turn around and I'm back In a fifth row pew If I'm sliding off the narrow road Go ahead and throw your stone I know my way back home Take a walk up and down the aisle Tell me about wrong and right I've got nothing to hide What will they say about you Judged a man you never knew Chiseled on your headstone Won't be the words you choose Crying eyes will be few