[style mid-tempo alt-folk / indie rock, talk-sung verses, steady groove dry tone, subtle sarcasm, builds to fuller chorus] [verse 1] My mind’s already made up, Don’t confuse me with the facts, See, I’ve already drawn the map, So there's no need to double back. I’ve got my reasons lined up neat, Like dominoes all in a row, And every one I meet agrees with me— So I can safely say I know. [pre-chorus] Never mind how the answers Always match what I believed before… [chorus] My mind’s already made up, I don’t need to look again, 'Cause facts don’t bow to feelings, And feelings don’t rest for facts, my friend. But somewhere in the middle there Is the place we never go— Where we might have to admit sometimes That we don’t already know. --- [verse 2] I can argue any side As long as it is safely mine, Pick the logic that I like, Knock down the rest to fall behind. Confirmation feels like truth, When it echoes loud and tough, And doubt just sounds like weakness If you’re looking hard enough. [pre-chorus] And it’s easier to win a fight Than to ask what we're fighting for… [chorus] My mind’s already made up, I don’t need to look again, 'Cause facts don’t bow to feelings, And feelings don’t rest for facts, my friend. But somewhere in the middle there Is the place we never go— Where we might have to admit sometimes That we don’t already know. --- [bridge – more direct, self-aware] Nobody wants to learn the rules, When we all think that we’ve got game, Every thought always feels justified When it’s dressed in our own name. And the smarter that we seem to get, The better we defend Every little contradiction We can't be asked to comprehend. --- [verse 3] I’ve been wrong before— Just never about this, Not this time, Not like that. (…right?) There’s a comfort in conviction, Even when it’s wearing thin, Like a door you keep on locking From inside to keep confident. --- [final chorus – slightly more open, less certain] My mind was already made up, Before I even knew enough, And facts won’t bow to feelings, But our feelings can still get tough. So maybe in the tension We'll find a better place to start— Where truth can stand its holy ground And still somehow reach the heart. --- [outro – quiet, reflective] "Cause my mind’s already made up… Until it isn’t.
