Words
Words can only take you so far
We're too afraid to admit who we are
But does it get easier?
Change
Accepting things will never be the same
Learning things about myself along the way
But does it get easier?
Does it get easier?
Now, I've
Tried to understand the anxious things I felt
The saddest things, I've found them in myself
But does it get easier?
But now I don't feel sorry
For being so selfish sometimes
Giving love to myself is my newest vice
But does it get easier?
Said it's the same old things
That will bring you down
You're the only one
Who can turn things all around
But life is too damn short
What are we so worried 'bout?
I guess we'll never really
Have it figured out
But does it get easier?
Does it get easier?
I'm constantly reluctant
Is it written on my face?
Try to water down the blow
Never been one to take it straight
It could be so simple
It's easy to overcomplicate
But it's a shame
That it's the same old things
That will bring me down
And I'm the only one
Who can turn things round
But life is too damn short
What am I so worried 'bout?
I guess I'll never really
Have it figured out
But does it get easier?