Verse 1 I saw a billboard selling heaven right off Exit 52 The price was steep, the font was cheap but that’s nothing new I tried to ask the sky a question it stared like I was fucking rude So I kicked a rock across the road like that could change the mood I keep tripping on the questions that the answers walk right past And every time I figure something out it forgets me twice as fast Hook We keep circling the same old star just trying to remember who we are If meaning’s gonna find us it better not wait too far Bridge Maybe the universe is honest and we’re the ones who bluff Pretending that we’re complicated when we’re simple enough
