Show Up

Last time I came here, I stayed at Michael's So disappointed in our whole cycle So I woke up, pushed myself off of a tightrope And listened to MUNA at dawn It's been a whole year, I think that I grew up But I still cry every time my dad hangs up No good intention is ever good enough To feel like I've done nothing wrong Nothing could ever stop my ass from showing up To sing another song for the people I love Sing another song for the people I love (Sing another song for the people I love) Driving with Gabe through stratified dry lands We all met in Brooklyn when we were still in bands Finding a crowd was enough grounds to grand stand And we knew each other's songs Nothing could ever stop my ass from showing up To sing another song for the people I love Sing another song for the people I love (Sing another song for the people I love) Storing cans in the basement I'll be awake when the tribulation comes I'll admit I faked it I was freaked when all the lights went off Nothing could ever stop my ass from showing up To sing another song for the people I love Sing another song for the people I love