As we [bad word] along through the mud
And we tried to call it home
But we weren't alright, not at all
Not for one, for one, for one second

Never have
been one to write it down
Now I think I can
I know I'm stronger now
Who's looking south
Not me I'm not looking back
I'm done denying the [bad word] to anyone
Cause I'm alive

And we [bad word] along through the mud
We tried to call it home
But we weren't alright, not at all
Not for one, for one, for one second

You showed me how
You seemed to find a hole
But I just laughed and smiled
Begged and rolled my eyes
Even cried
And denied the [bad word] to you
Just like the [bad word] to me
Mostly lied

I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back

White it out
(like) glittering
wax butterflies, (butterflies, butterflies)

Never have
been one to write it down
Now I think I can
I know I'm stronger now
Who's looking south
Not me I'm not looking back
I'm done denying the [bad word] to anyone
Cause I'm alive

I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back

I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back