with a lack of self esteem i walked into my teens
and six years later i’m still frustrated, i’m still not who i want to be
and now it all comes down to, am i treating you right?
if i could just be all that i can be for her
that’s when i’d be the man i long to be
i hate this cycle it’s a never-ending story of infinite last chances
i keep telling myself “just grow up”
but it’s so easy to say and so much harder to do
i hear it each and every day
it’s the only thing left to do
it’s time to kill this
there’s no two ways about it
ends today right here right now
it’s time i learn that it’s not a matter of
saying the right words or singing the right songs
it’s so old but it’s not easy to say good-bye to all this heartache
to just say no
to run away
endure pain
and suffocate every desire that hurts you
my words and actions don’t align
my heart is the victim of my mind