DullBlah(Verse 1) I know what I do, yeah, I see the reflection Actin' like a fool, avoidin' all correction. I shut down, I get quiet, my walls go up too fast Let the little things slide, make the peace we got break fast. But I do my part here, I pay the cost and pull the weight And you never leave my side, never let me seal my own fate. You're Becki, my anchor, my brilliant damn compass point And I got the nerve to be difficult, missing the whole point.
(Pre-Chorus) Yeah, the rhythm’s in my chest, beatin' for the truth I found I gotta keep my flaws quiet, put my feet back on the ground. 'Cause you move forward, babe, you don't stall for my mistakes You just passed that exam, showin' us what it takes.
(Chorus) You're my brutal muse, the best one I could find You’re the future and the focus, you're the master of my mind. Congrats on the license, girl, you earned that paper trail Go take the market over, you've got the tools that won't fail. I know I'm an asshole, Becki, a selfish, solid ten But I love you with this rhythm, again and again. Yeah, you can be a brat, sometimes, a headache and a f***t But I need your fire, need your beautiful, terrible light.
(Verse 2 - Revised) You chased that credential down, through the books and the tests Late nights with the coffee, ignoring all the requests. You studied zoning codes, while I was grinding out my shift Now that certificate's hangin' up, what a hell of a gift. I'm seriously proud, the kind of pride that makes me grin This isn't a small step, babe, this is where you truly begin. The focus you put in that, I need to learn to carry that Into the daily things, so I don't fall flat.
(Pre-Chorus) Yeah, the rhythm’s in my chest, beatin' for the truth I found I gotta keep my flaws quiet, put my feet back on the ground. 'Cause you move forward, babe, you don't stall for my mistakes You just passed that exam, showin' us what it takes.
(Chorus) You're my brutal muse, the best one I could find You’re the future and the focus, you're the master of my mind. Congrats on the license, girl, you earned that paper trail Go take the market over, you've got the tools that won't fail. I know I'm an asshole, Becki, a selfish, solid ten But I love you with this rhythm, again and again. Yeah, you can be a brat, sometimes, a headache and a f***t But I need your fire, need your beautiful, terrible light.
(Bridge) I look at the fire in your eyes when you talk commission You're sharp, you're a closer, you've got the damn mission. I see the life we're building, and you're the one holding the frame So if I act like a jerk, please just call out my name. Tell me off, set me straight, I deserve all that you bring 'Cause when you succeed, babe, everything starts to sing.
(Outro) Sing for Becki... My beautiful, beautiful brat... I love you, I love you... (The rhythmic low bass pulse fades out slowly, leaving a final, echoing acoustic guitar strum.)