Hear you got your troubles, So I've been told Maybe just a couple, But I'm not quite sold
I'm indifferent to the difference In tomorrow and today Lesson an indiscretion, Than a lesson I've been paid
And the stages of recovery can signify your age, Like rings around a stump Oh that's something I know a little bit about, child Lately it's been getting a little bit crazy
I don't wanna be complaining, complaining oh All my friends go to bed dreaming up a reasons They should weep, weep All my friends go to the ends of the earth For secrets they don't wanna keep Well this is my confession yes, yes
This is me confessing now God bless the sad and selfish Stay helpless
Cause I've always been stronger then that All the weight of the world on my back Its just love, selfish love Love, selfish love
I've got nothing to confess, yes It's too easy to be scared sometimes I'm not gonna lie like I don't understand But it's like the whole world is jumping off a bridge And you don't want to be the one standing on dry land
Compositor: Patrick Martin Stumph (BMI)Editores: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #5209982 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM