Girl you.
It's love on the Nashville skyline
Go far and make some headlines
We've been gold plated
No longer underrated
And hey ballerina, where did you come from?
I sheep has been sheared
A shape has been shifted
Oh with that kind of smile,
A smash and grab,
And the rocket pack strapped to your back
Your truth is whatever can be made believable
And with the sensitivity of a seismograph
We learn that real lifes just a holograph
And all love fails until your last
All love fails until your last
I've been know to dwell in possibility
Just a figment of your holograph
Well this is real life to me
Let's hang from the windswept clothesline
Let's shout from the mountains we climb
Weve been gold plated and we should animate it
Say goodbye Chattanooga
No need for humdrum
Asleep at the wheel
A scrap we can stitch it
Oh it hurts when I smile
The smash and grab
The rocket pack strapped to your back
The truth is whatever can be made unthinkable
And with the sensitivity of a seismograph
We learn that real life's just a holograph
And all love fails until your last
All love fails until your last
And with the sensitivity of a seismograph
We learn that real life's just a holograph
And all love fails until your last
And all love fails until your last
Black turns to gray
Hair becomes scalp
Your heart will be broken like shells turn to sand
Nothing matters but everything does
And the trouble starts when you're holding back
No release of what you think
What you wanna say
What you wish to do and become
Because we hold back too much
It's too much