[Verse 1] Got paint on my phone Invoices in my sink Canvas in the hallway Second-guessing everything I think Turned my name into a logo Signed up for a tax ID Friends keep saying “you’re so close” But the rent keeps looking back at me [Chorus] I don’t know if I’m ready To hang my heart up for sale Price tags on my daydreams Scared to ship them in the mail But I’ll press “post” and hold my breath Let the colors find their crowd I’m shaking as I start this But I’m hoping it all works out [Verse 2] Listing out my doodles Like I’m some big brand Talking “limited edition” With a marker on my hand Every “maybe later” email Stings a little more than it should Still I pack another order Like a quiet promise that I could [Chorus] I don’t know if I’m ready To hang my heart up for sale Price tags on my daydreams Scared to ship them in the mail But I’ll press “post” and hold my breath Let the colors find their crowd I’m shaking as I start this But I’m hoping it all works out [Bridge] If it’s just one print on a stranger’s wall If my tiny shop never grows at all I’ll still have proof I tried to see What my own belief could be (oh) [Chorus] I don’t know if I’m ready To hang my heart up for sale But my hands keep drawing futures That are bigger than this doubt I tell So I’ll press “post” and hold my breath Let the colors find their crowd Half terrified Half fearless Still hoping it all works out
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