"Team Reasonable" lyrics

A phone call does not a friend make
A bottle can't cure a heart ache
It gets so hard to define, the state of a home in a bind
Through cultures, class, and clash behind

Weakness wonder worry
Stressed into a hurry
Trust balance and pride
I got some new things I'd like to try
Even if it means losing some fans

I'll admit my flaws, keep on
Through judgement, bones, simple songs
Cradle to casket, even if the line goes short again

A phone call does not a friend make
A bottle can't cure a heart ache
These are some simple things I've learned
If you want life to turn

If they've got you stressed and nervy
If the concepts all get blurry
Remember, you're the one in control
Despite the guardians of culture callin' out your holes
Remember to stick to the plan

I admit my claws and keep on
No cashing in on culture's flaws
Cradle to grave, even if the lines go short again
As history moves on
I can only hope to learn and not repeat my wrongs
I cradle it closely
Something to be proud of in the end