[Verse 1] I said I’d go to bed at ten Then ten became eleven Then I found a phrase I liked And somehow that was heaven So I opened up my notebook Just to write one little line Now the line became a chorus And the chorus needs a rhyme Then I thought, “This needs a visual” Then, “Maybe make it pink” Then, “What if there’s a second verse?” And now I’m overthinking I was almost done for the night I was practically free Then my brain leaned over casually And whispered this to me— [Pre-Chorus] What if… No. What if— Absolutely not. But what if we just— Okay, fine. One. [Chorus] Just one more idea Then I swear I’m going home Just one more little spark Before I leave my brain alone Just one more note One more line One more thing I have to try Just one more idea Then I’m done That is a lie [Verse 2] I’ve got seventeen reminders Saying “Finish what you start” So naturally I made a poster With that sentence as the art Then the poster looked inspiring So I thought it needs a reel Then the reel could use a soundtrack Now we accidentally have a deal I don’t need another project I can clearly see the signs I’ve got coffee on the nightstand And tomorrow on my mind But unfinished possibilities Are knocking at the door And every time I say, “Not now” They say— [Backing Vocals] “What about one more?” [Chorus] Just one more idea Then I swear I’m going home Just one more little spark Before I leave my brain alone Just one more note One more line One more thing I have to try Just one more idea Then I’m done That is a lie [Post-Chorus] One becomes two Two becomes five Five becomes something I’m somehow launching live One becomes ten Ten needs a name I should probably go to sleep But this one could be great [Verse 3] There’s a graveyard on my laptop Full of beautiful attempts Half a song A better logo Three abandoned business concepts There’s a screenplay called “Untitled” There’s a folder called “New New” There’s a note that simply says: “THIS IS IT!!!” From 2022 I should delete some old ideas Make some breathing room upstairs But what if one of those forgotten things Is secretly brilliant in there? That’s the trap Every maybe Feels too precious to release So instead of choosing one thing I collect possibilities [Bridge - softer] Maybe I don’t love the project Maybe I love the beginning The little rush of possibility Before there’s losing Before there’s winning Before the thing becomes real enough To disappoint me Before the work Before the wait Before somebody gets to tell me If it’s good Maybe starting feels like freedom And finishing feels like proof … Well That got emotionally revealing Let’s go back to the cute part [Beat returns] [Final Chorus] Just one more idea Then I swear I’m going home Just one more little spark Before I leave my brain alone One more song One more dream One more completely reasonable scheme Just one more idea Then I’m done You know what I mean Just one more idea Then I’ll sleep Probably Eventually Maybe [Outro] Turn the light off Close the screen Put the notebook down Breathe … Wait What if the next song starts with— CUT.