[Verse 1] I keep a list behind the kitchen door The names of all the selves I should have been One speaks in perfect plans and polished shoes One never lets the afternoon come in I spill the tea, I miss the turn I say too much, then take it back The good I do is still my own The crooked line is still my track [Pre-Chorus] You don't have to make me new You can let the whole thing through [Chorus] I am not the almost-version Not the prize I couldn't win I can live inside this body With the weather moving in Let the better ghost keep walking I won't chase it down the road I have hands to hold this moment I have room to bear my own [Verse 2] The sink is full, the rent is due My old blue jacket lost a button I call my sister just to hear Her tell the story wrong and laughing Some days I am a locked-up room Some days a window left ajar Both can stand beneath the same sky Both can make it where they are [Pre-Chorus] You don't have to make me new You can let the whole thing through [Chorus] I am not the almost-version Not the prize I couldn't win I can live inside this body With the weather moving in Let the better ghost keep walking I won't chase it down the road I have hands to hold this moment I have room to bear my own [Bridge] I see you at the far end of the hall With every answer ready, standing tall But I have grown a life you never knew A chipped cup, open windows, people who Know when I go quiet, let me be And leave a little space beside the tea [Final Chorus] I am not the almost-version Not the prize I couldn't win I can live inside this body With the weather moving in Let the better ghost keep walking I won't chase it down the road I have hands to hold this moment I have room to bear my own [Outro] The list can stay behind the door I don't have to read it anymore
