Bitter as wormwood, I'm dissatisfied
Came across a cul-de-sac, can't reach the other side
I think that I'll just park it here, maybe catch a passerby
Walk around in circles, the blind leading the blind
Was there ever an open door for me to walk right through?
I'm standin' at an altar call, but I don't know what to do
And honey, it's a sad way to go, never really grabbin' hold
Of what I know
Tell me all your secrets, silver-bullet man
I'm sittin' by the fireplace, but I don't have a plan
And watch all of my confidence burn up in the flames
There ain't no silver bullets, just try best to remain
Was there ever an open door for me to walk right through?
I'm standin' at an altar call, but I don't know what to do
And honey, it's a sad way to go, never really grabbin' hold
Of what I know
Of what I know
Of what I know
So take me off the roster; it turns out, all this time
I've just been an imposter tryin' to hold my smile