Verse 1 You said it was temporary. I remember that because it’s still here. Still humming in the walls. Still wearing somebody else’s fingerprints. Still waiting like it knows we’ll get tired before it does. Nobody remembers when it started. Nobody remembers who said yes. Just that somewhere someone was afraid— and now we all live inside it. Pre-Chorus I kept looking for the first mistake. There wasn’t one. Just one frightened decision leaning against another until suddenly there was nowhere left to stand. Chorus EXCEPTIONS ARE FOREVER. We just forget what they were for. EXCEPTIONS ARE FOREVER. Every locked door used to be an open one. We keep inheriting the fear without inheriting the reason. We keep calling it necessary. We keep saying just this once. ABSURDITY IS DIVINE. And we have been so fucking faithful. Verse 2 I wanted someone evil. Someone easy. Someone I could hate without having to understand. But every face I found looked tired. Every hand on the chain swore it was holding something together. Maybe it was. That’s the part I can’t forgive. Because sometimes the cage works. Sometimes the lock keeps something worse outside. Sometimes the thing I hate is the only thing keeping the whole rotten structure from collapsing. And I hate it more for that. Pre-Chorus There’s no clean place to put the blame. Only fingerprints on fingerprints on fingerprints. Mine too. Chorus EXCEPTIONS ARE FOREVER. We just forget what they were for. EXCEPTIONS ARE FOREVER. Every locked door used to be an open one. We keep inheriting the fear without inheriting the reason. We keep calling it necessary. We keep saying just this once. ABSURDITY IS DIVINE. And we have been so fucking faithful. Bridge I used to think seeing it meant I had to destroy it. Like understanding the trap made escape some kind of obligation. So I pulled. I pushed. I tore at everything that looked like a wall. And some of it moved. Some of it didn’t. Some of it was holding up the ceiling. So now I just stand here sometimes with my hands bleeding, laughing because what else am I supposed to do? Breakdown REFORM WHAT YOU MUST. TOLERATE WHAT YOU CAN. MOCK THE REST EXQUISITELY. Not because it’s funny. Because if you stop laughing you might start believing this was inevitable. Final Chorus EXCEPTIONS ARE FOREVER. Maybe we are too. Maybe that’s why we keep leaving pieces of ourselves inside things we swear are temporary. EXCEPTIONS ARE FOREVER. And someday someone will find ours. They’ll ask what happened. They’ll ask why we left it this way. And nobody will know. Not really. There’ll just be another locked door. Another good reason. Another voice saying— just this once. Outro You said it was temporary. I know. You believed it. So did the person before you. So did I.
