SECOND RATE Lyrics

For old times' sake

For what things used to be

Maybe you could hop the fence to my side and try to see

Now that place is painted

Two names on a park bench

Immortalized in cement

I'll never visit that side of town again

Out in the valley

The fountain

I'm drowning

My psychic said I'm in over my head again

Again

Lie in limbo

I got hand to bible

It's hard to break a cycle

I keep feeling

Touch and go

Looking past the things you've outgrown

All the people and praises and conversations that haven't happened yet

A screen door slamming

The porch light guides you home

Five bug bites and long night left alone

Out in the valley

The fountain

I'm drowning

My psychic said I'm in over my head again

Again

Lie in limbo

I got hand to bible

It's hard to break a cycle

I keep feeling

Eighty-five a session

Who I am

Who I have been

Second

Triple guessing

It's a perspective I know

Too many options

What if I'm not tall enough

How can I size up

I keep feeling

Lost in the valley

The fountain

I'm drowning

I think that I'm in over my head again

Again

Lie in limbo

I got hand to bible

It's hard to break a cycle

I keep feeling second rate

I keep feeling second rate

I keep feeling second rate

I keep feeling second rate