Your face is pulled up tight
Lord knows it never fit you right
Crow took to its feet and flew away
I felt the judgement in car line
No place to bathe in the sunshine
No difference either way

You're caught in the middle
Of a losing fight
Unable to admit it
When you're not right

So, goodness gracious alive
Could you die?
One less mountain to climb this time
Loving, tender, and kind
Not your style
Bitter pit to the rind

I've met a dozen like you
You're so easy to see through
Once a flower, now a shade
You can't stay in your lane
Too busy casting the blame
Only looking to upgrade

You choose not to answer
When you are called
It's holding you ransom
In your downfall

Goodness gracious alive
Could you die?
One less mountain to climb this time
Loving, tender, and kind
Not your style
Bitter pit to the rind

You look so amusing with your new glow
But you aren't fooling anyone, no

So, goodness gracious alive
Could you die?
One less mountain to climb this time
Loving, tender, and kind
Not your style
Bitter pit to the rind

Bitter pit to the rind