Broke - Atta Boy

I can’t change what comes so I run the other way

Pining for consequence to wait one more day

I fear for life and I fear for death alike

This in-between as if I wasn’t just eighteen

I can’t change who stays so I turn the other cheek

Cause one more farewell and my tears fill creeks

Alongside the train, it don’t stop but only wanes

A midnight chess game tied with no end in sight

Just some unfair kind of lie

That something this fragile that easily passed by

Just some unfair kind of joke

That something this vast is as easily broke

To fall every time

To say I’m way behind

And lean into every breath

To just say I’ve crossed a line

I don’t want to cry

I don’t want to change my mind

I don’t want to end this life

I don’t want to fall for another piece-of-good-news lie

Just some unfair kind of joke

That something this fragile’s that easily broke

Just some unfair kind of lie

That something this vast is as easily passed

That something this fragile’s that easily broke