Face to Face

Somewhere in between heaven and hell Lies time together, time apart Time, I thought it'd be good to me But my habits hard inside Lug-nuts on a flattened tire Scratch the itch, turn the wrench And then we change positions Face to face Head to hand You'll always be Better than Sit on my hands, fidget Calming strips, I'll learn to knit Paint "no-bite," and look outside I guess I'm feelin' angry when I Leave myself and look to you Abandoning my only truth And what's inside is desolate Cause it's always been Face to face Head to hand You'll always be Better than Like food that sits in Stomach's pit I've Lost my taste for More of it The carpet on my grandma's floor That corner of the grocery store Vending machine, breaks in the trees Colors are coming back to me I am the same inside Chlorine, front door wind-chime Hum along, there's a song It's "try, try, try" Face to face Head to hand You'll always be Better than