Текст песни Trust - Lucy Dacus

I set a fire on the stove
And fed it every word I wrote.
I watched my journals turn to smoke.
Now all there is is what I spoke.

I decided long ago
To make the most of what I know
And worry not of what I don′t.
Perfect the art of letting go.

Cause if I trust in something else
Then I don't need to trust myself.
I′ve learned a lot since I began,
But I think I was wiser then.

I've done too much and not enough
In trying to put you above.
I cannot tell if I'm in love
Or whose regard I′m thinking of.

If beauty is the only way
To make the nightmares go away,
I′ll plant a garden in your brain
And let the roots absorb the pain.

I set a fire to my soul.
I hope it ate til it was full.
I set a fire to my soul.
It burned me and it made me whole.