| How will I live up to these expectations
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| When I fall, will you show me who I’m meant to be
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| Cause I’m getting tired of who I’ve become
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| How can I move on when I lost my patience
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| I’m not a hero or a child, I’m just something in between
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| So don’t let go before I find my way home
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| I would chase around the little things
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| Moments passed, I was living for the joy they’d bring
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| I found my strength in silence
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| Until I met the violence
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| Days passed as I would start to scream
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| I’d hear the words around my head like they were circling
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| You’ll never be who they all want you to become
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| Oh will I make them proud enough
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| Or am I even worth the love
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| Don’t let my self doubt take my pride away
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| Because my spirit felt the cuts
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| And my ego lost its luster just as fast as I could say
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| How will I live up to these expectations
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| When I fall, will you show me who I’m meant to be
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| Cause I’m getting tired of who I’ve become
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| How can I move on when I lost my patience
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| I’m not a hero or a child, I’m just something in between
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| So don’t let go before I find my way home
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| So keep me from all these temptations
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| And if I cry just dry my tears
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| Cause I don’t think anyone’s got it figured out
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| If I could count the years I’ve wasted
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| Spent running after someone I’ll never become
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| I think I’d give up
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| How will I live up to these expectations
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| When I fall, will you show me who I’m meant to be
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| Cause I’m getting tired of who I’ve become
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| How can I move on when I lost my patience
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| I’m not a hero or a child, I’m just something in between
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| So don’t let go before I find my way home
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| So don’t let go before I find my way home |