Trust me, I only care what I can see
I don't attend to make believe
Head to toe to nerve ending
I breathe, I breathe
For every inch that's left of me
For ever sin of who I'll be
I take it by the tip of my teeth
I take it takes me
Steady as we go, oh oh oh
Maybe I'm a fool for composure
If ever we were gold, oh oh oh
Lately we are just a holdover
Trust me, I deal in certainty
We will find our skin our ears our feet
Grow the rest back gradually
Gradually, 'cause we
We are barely temporary beings
We are holding, holding too tightly
We are taking everything we see
Until we're left for the taking
Steady as we go, oh oh oh
Maybe I'm a fool for composure
If ever we were gold, oh oh oh
Lately we are just a holdover
We are just a holdover
Oh we are just a holdover
