Not, not a long time ago when I needed all the answers
I couldn't pace myself or raise my standards
But one can hope, you need to know

And then one stayed one, one stayed one
Forgotten where I was confusing it with another that I saw
You wouldn't like nothing tonight, beginning was quite disturbing

I got a crutch on you, just sick of needing something to do
Tablets in my pocket at the easter soiree
Bouncing off the carpet in line for TSA

Ooh-ooh

A lot of wasps on the walls, wasps on the walls
And bailing toilet water in lake full of moccasin

I'm wrong, you're right, no need to fight
The middle was dark and storming
You're on your own, I need to go

I got a crutch on you, guess I got nothing to lose
Inebriated late afternoon, you were fading now I'm holding on too
I got a crutch on you, finally nothing left to prove

I sit around too long, way too long
Thinking I should go, thinking I should go, I'm going too, too

I've got a crutch on you, wishing there was something that I could do
I've got a crutch on you
I've got a crutch on you
Got a crutch on you, wishing there was something that I could do
Got a crutch on you

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Benjamin Bridwell