Back and forth up and down 
I feel my way  around 
Finding everything but you 
My view of you has grown soft 
Got grace but something’s lost 
It’s probably the [bad word] 
I’m candy coated salt and I’m a dimming light 
My fuzzy logic is skewed confusing wrong with right

Throw me a line I’m sinking down 
Submerging further, further from you 
But I’m doing fine making my way 
Further and further
Further from you

Black or white hard to tell 
Grey’s a much easier sell 
And you give it away for free 
So watered down homogenized
That the [bad word] [bad word] the lie 
That you’re starting to believe

I’m candy coated salt, I find it bittersweet 
The lack [bad word] when not everybody agrees