Might not get it
Might not get it any better
Might not, might not get it
Might not get it any better
Might not, might not get it
Might not get it any better
Might not, might not get it
Might not get it any better

You're the one on top
Relic with an armored heart
Color of sulfur
Banished to a single arc
Porcelain smolder
And don't forget you're state of the art
Buried deep in the soil
Selfless or daft

You could be a compass rare and so bountiful
You could be the opposing opinion
You could be the point of attraction bound to all
You could be the point of letting it go
It could be a compass rare and so bountiful
It could be the opposing opinion
It could be the point of attraction bound to all
It could be the point of letting it go

Running with my eyes closed
Blinding the lens with the focus
Running with my eyes closed
Finding omens in the woodwork
I see cold, cold brail
Mechanical and frail
How do I tessellate
Built to the rage?
Uh, you're the one on top
Relic with an armored heart
Color of sulfur
Banished to a single arc
Porcelain smolder
And don't forget you're state of the art
Buried deep in the soil
Selfless or daft

Might not get any better
Get any better
Uh, better, better
Might not get any better
Get any better
Oh
Better, better, better

You could be a compass
Rare and bountiful
You could be the opposing opinion
Oh, we could be the point of attraction bound to all
We could be the point of letting it go
It could be a compass rare and so bountiful
It could be the opposing opinion
Said, it could be the point of attraction bound to all
It could be the point of letting it go

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): NAOMI SAALFIELD, PAUL BENDER, PERRIN MOSS, SIMON MAVIN