From the album herts on fire
This is a prayer disguised as an apology. The speaker keeps blaming circumstances for not reaching out to God, but halfway through admits the real problem: he is lying to himself. The song sits in that specific shame of knowing you are making excuses while you are making them.
So many chances and the wind blew them away, ooh / Okay, I threw them all away
The correction happens in real time. First he blames the wind, then catches himself and admits he threw them away. That split-second honesty is the whole song in two lines.
I should've called You but some things got in the way (Liar)
He calls himself a liar mid-sentence. The parenthetical hits harder than any confession because it shows he knows exactly what he is doing. This is not denial, it is self-awareness without action.
I was gonna call You but I got in the way / I got Your number and some things I wanna say
The phrasing matters here. Not that things got in the way but that he got in the way. The obstacle is internal, and framing God's attention as a phone number makes the distance feel both close and insurmountable.
Convicted, I ain't turn my flesh away / I'm in the studio while Your spirit in the way
He is making the song instead of making the change. The studio becomes the distraction he is confessing to while actively being distracted. The irony is not lost on him.
The credits roll to see Your name between the stars
The cinema imagery pays off. He has been watching his own life like a movie, passive in his own story. Seeing God's name in the credits suggests he knows who really directed this, even if he spent the whole runtime pretending otherwise.
The best line might be the parenthetical '(Liar)' because it shows he is not confused about what he is doing. He knows the excuses are excuses. The tragedy is not that he cannot reach God but that he keeps choosing not to, even while making a song about how much he wants to.