I've got a driver's side arm I've got distribution I've got people in a rut They know I love them but they don't know how much It was an interesting angle You'll be late when you say we're on the same page When you say I should be singing your praises Anxiously waiting for the next note you play me It's crazy And out of all that I've received You gave me something that I never knew I needed I never knew I was frozen Until you turned on the heat To reveal oceans of honesty Though not a drop of confidence So busy treadin' just to keep my head above a sinking conscience It was like I stopped having dreams, starting having manifestations No longer in a state where I can't wait because I made it I went from having hopes so low to having a surplus I went from burning my days by to burning daylight with a purpose Turning virtues into habits into conscuiousness And then I said "goodnight" for real for once, and it sounded just like this: Goodnight Goodness Gracious, Goodnight. Goodnight Goodnight Goodness Gracious, Goodnight.