​right of way

[Verse]
I wanna tattoo that says 'Magic'
Between my ribs
It always feels like a miracle
When I breathe in

Was never fully suicidal
Just aware that I'm so fragile
Being alive's so tenuous
It's hard to believe it

It's not that I thought that I'd be gone by now
I just never really pictured myself living

Short-sighted underclassman
With their arms stretched out
Waiting to embrace the gentle end

And I still brace for impact when I'm crossing
The street when I've got right of way
I expect to be the bug on someone's windshield
I expect to be the wreckage on a ward parkway

And every night before I go to sleep
Next to the body I'll wake up with in the morning
I think about how much it does for me
And apologize for all the ways I've hurt it

I used to stare out of the car window
Imagine disappearing into the landscape
Picture myself small within the tall grass
I wanted to live all by myself in the prairie

And I think that's why I think I'm built to die here
But I don't think that it's anytime soon
Not until I live to be a million
And every square inch of me's tattooed