Cast-Off - Bruce Hornsby, Justin Vernon

I guess it’s terrible

But it don’t feel so bad

I abide, and I may hold a key

To being gratefully glad

(Mission on my way down)

You smile in my face

(In my waiting)

But all the time you wanted to hit replace

(I've been along the way around)

Here’s my back for stabbin'

Won’t wait it up, I won’t weigh you down

Won’t crave it up, I will stand down

I won’t taint it up, I will stand down

When you cast me off

I’ll be, I’ll be your cast-off

Be your discarded toy

I’ll be, I’ll be your cast-off

Be your maybe something choice

Self-loathing never felt so good

And so it should

I’ll be your cast-off

I’ll be your discarded toy

Be your rejection foil

Won’t wait it up, I won’t weigh you down

Won’t crave it up, I will stand down

I won’t taint it up, I will stand down

When you cast me off

I’ll be, I’ll be your cast-off

Be your discarded toy

I’ll be, I’ll be your cast-off

Be your maybe something choice

Be your rejection foil

I kinda ain’t shit

But I embrace it

I can be okay

I’ll take what I can get

And like it

And like it well

I’ll be your cast-off

Be your discarded one

Discarded toy

Discarded chew toy

Smile in my face

And all the time you want to take my place

Here’s my back for stabbin'