There's a million ways of speaking To avoid the truth without trying A million ways of explaining To deny the truth it's stretching Cross to lie / hanging by Best intent / actions switch Sling is loaded with weighted words You can barely hold with the weakened hands The tension snaps and target rings It hits too hard Make it a point to fall far behind Show me that look to burn from my sight The more it moves the distance grows Before we hide forget how to fly Perception blurred in turn To make space for regret and a constant ringing in your ear