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