Count me out like sovereigns Payback for the good times Right foot in the roses Left foot on a landmine I'm not gonna be there Tripping on the grapevine They can sing the words while I cry into the bassline Wear me out like Prada Devil in my detail I swear it's getting harder Even just to exhale Backed up into corners Bitter in the lens I'm sick of tryna hide it every time they take mine So stick to me Stick to me like caramel Walk beside me Till you feel nothing as well They ask me Is it going good in the garden? Say: I'm lost, but I beg no pardon Up on the dice, but low on the cards I try not to talk about how it's harder now Can I get a mirror side-stage? Looking sideways at my own visage, getting worse Every time they try to shout my real name just to get a rise from me Acting like I'm never stressed out by the hearsay I guess that's what I get for tryna hide in the limelight Guess that's what I get for having 20/20 hindsight Everybody wants eyes on 'em I just wanna hear you sing that top line And if you don't think I mean it, then I understand But I'm still glad you came, so let me see those hands So stick to me Stick to me like caramel Walk beside me Till you feel nothing as well I'm falling free Of the final parallel The sweetest dreams are bitter, but there's no one left to tell Too young to get bitter over it all Too old to retaliate like before Too blessed to be called ungrateful, I know So I'll keep dancing along to the rhythm This stage is a prison (too young to get bitter) A beautiful nightmare (over it all) A war of attrition (too old to retaliate) I'll take what I'm given (like before) The deepest incisions (too blessed to be called) I thought I got better (ungrateful, I know) But maybe I didn't (In these days of days) tell me, did I give you what you came for? (I wish it all away) terrified to answer my own front door (I thought things had changed) missing my wings in a realm of angels (But everything's the same) So I'll keep dancing along to the rhythm This stage is a prison, a beautiful nightmare A war of attrition, I'll take what I'm given The deepest incisions, I thought I got better But maybe I didn't