I couldn't write a song
I think I'll try my hand at poetry
Block out all the music
And just think about the words
The evening sun is gone
We lost an hour with the falling leaves
I don't know how to
Do this without questioning my worth
(What am I worth?)
There's so much pressure and I'm
Tired of being anxious all the time
(What do I deserve?)
But I guess uncertainty is
What it truly means to be alive
I couldn't write a song
And so I wouldn't even look at me
Way too indecisive
With the things I should've done
Simultaneously
I've committed myself way too hard
Can't recall how many times
I thought she was the one
(What am I worth?)
There's so much pressure and I'm
Tired of being anxious all the time
(What do I deserve?)
But I guess uncertainty is
What it truly means to be alive
Be alive
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Mm
Gimme peace put my mind at ease
Be my journal please
Tell me what I should say I'm stuck
I got writer's block
Mind fog and I'm shootin' blanks
Playing wall ball
If I don't know what to say
Then should I even talk at all?
I'm sober keep my composure
And I should know I don't need closure
If it's really over
I feel complacent 'cause I know
That I'm getting older
Feel complacent 'cause I know
That I'm getting older