Bigger Man (with Maren Morris)

Here you go again
 Still out, still right, still not listening
 How it's always been
 Doesn't make it make any sense
 You were born on the high road
 But somehow I always go higher (but somehow I always go higher)
 Oh, I hit all the high notes
 But still don't got a seat in the choir (don't got a seat in the choir)
 I've pedaled upstream where the river end
 I've touched sticks and stones to an olive branch
 I've made a full house from a shitty hand
 Yet, here I am, still gotta be bigger than thе bigger man
 Turn the other cheek
 At somе point, you wonder, how nice can you be?
 Was it up to me?
 Maybe it's your turn to think before you speak
 Your streets are golden
 Mine are paved with your leftovers (mine are paved with your leftovers)
 The world's spinning backwards
 Same things happen over and over (same things happen over and over)
 And over
 I've pedaled upstream where the river end
 I've touched sticks and stones to an olive branch
 I've made a full house from a shitty hand
 Yet, here I am, still gotta be bigger than the bigger man
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 It's not your problem
 You think it's none of your business
 Oh, you think you're tired
 Try it longer than three minutes
 I've pedaled upstream where the river end
 I've touched sticks and stones to an olive branch
 I've made a full house from a shitty hand
 Yet, here I am, still gotta be bigger than the bigger man