Mutually assured distraction
Prophets of our self-fulfillment
Who could resist any of that under these conditions
I take back my hallucinations
You couldn't have known
That doesn't make you innocent
That doesn't make you innocent
I pour out a drink and I stand for a toast
I raise up a glass to your personal growth
You're doing the work now
You're trying so hard
Oh, this one goes out to
Your redemption arc
Your redemption arc
It comes with the territory
Sweet pastoral imagery, but
It's just not polite to call me terra incognita
You misspelled apology
You ended it with I and E
Diminutive contrition
But I still know what you mean
I lock the doors and I talk you down
I put our reconciliation in my calendar
You're doing the work now
You're trying so hard
Oh, this one goes out to
Your redemption arc
Your redemption arc
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