| Oh I, have a hobby of pickin' myself apart
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| Leavin' people I love waitin' in the dark
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| And sometimes when I want to cry, I laugh
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| It’s kind of funny
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| Oh and, this October I went fallin' off the edge
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| All of London must have heard the things I said
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| Put your hand up if I let you down again, hmm
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| There’s a list of things that I should stop
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| List of things that I should stop
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| List of things that I should not be doin' but I do 'em
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| It’s a pattern that I got
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| I need to stop my excuses and have a real conversation
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| Need to look in the mirror, stop findin' things that need changin'
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| Need to stop gettin' drunk, to avoid the situation
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| I need to stop, lettin' myself down
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| I’ll try something that I’ve not before
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| And like myself a little more now
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| Oh I, I’ve got an attic full of damage in my mind
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| I box it up, say I’ll deal with it another night
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| And I have a problem lookin' people in the eye
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| Isn’t that funny?
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| There’s a list of things that I should stop
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| List of things that I should stop
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| List of things that I should not be doin' but I do 'em
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| It’s a pattern that I’ve got
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| I need to stop my excuses and have a real conversation
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| Need to look in the mirror, stop findin' things that need changin'
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| Need to stop gettin' drunk to avoid the situation
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| I need to stop, lettin' myself down
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| I should shut up and listen, not try to fill every silence
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| I should stumble in love, instead of runnin' and hidin'
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| I should stop gettin' drunk and showin' up uninvited
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| I need to stop, lettin' myself down
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| I’ll try something that I’ve not before
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| Oh I’m a master at dancin' around the point
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| I know I called you, but I hate the sound of my own voice
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| So can you talk? |
| You know I’m stackin' up
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| Until the night I’m not enough
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| And you’re just someone else I disappoint
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| I need to stop my excuses and put my feelings in order
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| Need to look in the mirror and stand a little bit taller
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| Need to stop gettin' drunk, as a reason to call you
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| I need to stop, lettin' myself down
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| Oh, I should shut up and listen, not try to fill every silence
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| I should stumble in love instead of running and hiding
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| I should stop getting drunk and showing up uninvited
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| I need to stop letting myself down
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| I’ll try something that I’ve not before
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| And like myself a little more now |