| I’ve said a thousand things before
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| I’ve fallen in and out of love
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| I couldn’t walk but tried to run
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| At night, the weight of expectation seems to keep me up
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| A thousand times, I said too much
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| Always second-guess before I jump
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| I gave my all, but not enough
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| And with the weight of expectation, I’ll be sleeping rough
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| How come I’m the only one who ever seems to get in my way?
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| Lately, I’ve been fucking up a good thing any chance I can get
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| Somebody to lean on, somebody to hold
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| It’s just another to lead, though, before I let go
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| And I ain’t trying to be lonely, solely
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| But everything I touch turns to stone
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| Maybe I’m better off on my own
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| A thousand times, I’ve heard the same
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| I’ve heard some other voices in my head
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| Let me assure you that my mind’s in check
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| I just can’t put my faith in something we might live to regret
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| How come I’m the only one who ever seems to get in my way?
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| Lately, I’ve been fucking up a good thing any chance I can get
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| Somebody to lean on, somebody to hold
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| It’s just another to lead, though, before I let go
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| And I ain’t trying to be lonely, solely
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| But everything I touch turns to stone
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| Maybe I’m better off on my own
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| Everything that I touch turns to stone
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| Maybe I’m better off on my own
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| Everything that I touch turns to stone
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| Maybe I’m better off on my own
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| How come I’m the only one who ever seems to get in my way?
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| Lately, I’ve been fucking up a good thing any chance I can get
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| Somebody to lean on, somebody to hold
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| It’s just another to lead, though, before I let go
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| And I ain’t trying to be lonely, solely
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| But everything I touch turns to stone
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| Maybe I’m better off on my own |