Texty: Sister Hazel. Walls And Cannonballs.

I think I know a way around this mess were in
But you'll have to think about me for a while like your long lost friend
Cause you see I see right through you past the smile to the truth thats hard to hold like the secrets of your rival
That paints them like a fool
[chorus]
You look just like a million dollars
But I think that you're nearly almost spent
And you're dying on the inside
You're lying on the inside
But don't fall apart...we can start again
Walls and cannonballs make unlikely friends
It seems they're destined to keep the other out or knock the other down
But all they'd have to do is nothing but maybe sleep a little late
And agree to let the other be to twist their likely fate

[chorus x3]