Lyrics

You've been called out
You've been put up to the test
Somehow, those demons got your number
Your comeuppance ship is wrecked

And every road
Seems to lead right to the ledge
And I know you're looking over
But you shouldn't jump just yet

Said, I know you're looking over
But you shouldn't jump just yet

CHORUS
They're gonna trip you
They're gonna pull your hair
They're gonna tug at every loose thread
'Til they see you lying bare
And they're gonna lie to you
That's just the way it goes
They'll poke at all your blackened bruises
And they'll trace your scars with coal
And I know you're getting tired
Your suffering can't be ignored
But you can handle this
Because this fight; it's what I made you for

It's your life
And it's a pretty parlor mess
It's fine dirt on fine china
It's a rumor that won't rest

And all their whispers
Start to sound like a song
And that tune might be contagious
But you shouldn't sing along

Said that tune might be contagious
But you shouldn't sing along

CHORUS
They're gonna trip you
They're gonna pull your hair
They're gonna tug at every loose thread
'Til they see you lying bare
And they're gonna lie to you
That's just the way it goes
They'll poke at all your blackened bruises
And they'll trace your scars with coal
And I know you're getting tired
Your suffering can't be ignored
But you can handle this
Because this fight; it's what I made you for

When your victories; they come with no parade
When your motivation crumbles, and your strength begins to fade
When your shoulders ache from holding up your arms
Remember what we used to wish for when we looked up to the stars

It's that long walk to the ocean
So your toes can touch the shore
It's that little voice inside that says
Dream bigger
Hope longer
Love more

'Cause they're gonna trip you
They're gonna pull your hair
But you'll be so glad for those bald spots
When you finally feel the air

CHORUS
So let them trip you
But don't you ever fall
And if your shirt's gonna unravel
You don't need a shirt at all
Lies run rampant
But truth is right around the bend
And when the blacks all fade to yellow
Let those scars remember when
You were so tired
You could barely hope for something more
But you can handle this
Because this fight; it's what I made you for

You can handle this
Because this fight; it's what we're living for