[Verse 1] Dust settles down on the gravel lane, I'm finally clear of the static and the strain. Tires on the blacktop, radio low, Miles past the markers where I used to go. Then the screen lights up with a ghost name trace, Poking round the edges of my quiet space. Didn't call to ask how the weather's been— Just checking if the door's unlatched again. [Chorus] Why you always look me up just to bring me down? Digging through the dirt in a brand new town? You don't want the water, you just stir the well, Looking for a fracture in the timber shell. If you came to see if I'm standing tall, Take a good look and hit the wall. Why you always look me up, Why you always look me up just to bring me down? [Verse 2] Found yourself an hour with nothing to do, Running old numbers that don't belong to you. Tossing out breadcrumbs, testing the wire, Hoping a spark catches dry-brush fire. I used to waste daylight answering back, Stitching up the seams on a painted crack. Now the fence is strung and the post is dried, Nothing left to offer from the other side. [Chorus] Why you always look me up just to bring me down? Digging through the dirt in a brand new town? You don't want the water, you just stir the well, Looking for a fracture in the timber shell. If you came to see if I'm standing tall, Take a good look and hit the wall. Why you always look me up, Why you always look me up just to bring me down? [Bridge] You track the dust when the trail runs cold, Looking for a story that was already told. I ain't a mirror for your old regret, I paid every dime on a bankrupt debt. Keep your two cents, keep your shade— I'm living in the daylight that I made. [Chorus] Why you always look me up just to bring me down? Digging through the dirt in a brand new town? You don't want the water, you just stir the well, Looking for a fracture in the timber shell. If you came to see if I'm standing tall, Take a good look and hit the wall. Why you always look me up, Why you always look me up just to bring me down? [Outro] Turn the phone face down. Let the engine run. Heading straight out into the midday sun. Don't look me up. Don't track the sound. Ain't nobody here for you to bring back down.
