What's Wrong With That
How did I end up here?
Closer to nowhere
In the middle of nothing and I'm
One step back from where I was
Spinning in circles
Gets old after awhile
And you say: if I fall I will
Fall straight into your arms
And should I trip over my feet?
And if I start to slip I will
Slip right onto my knees
Into the center of your hands
'Cause maybe
Someday I could learn to trust you
And just stop thinking with my head
'Cause maybe
Someday I could learn to let go
I lose control, but that's okay with me
I lose control but tell me, what is wrong with that?
Why do I have to know everything?
And why does everything always have to make sense?
Why do I always have to have you figured out?
'Cause I just want to take your hand
And you say: if I fall I will
Fall straight into your arms
Should I trip over my feet?
And if I start to slip I will
Slip right onto my knees
Into the center of your hands
'Cause maybe
Someday I could learn to trust you
And just stop thinking with my head
'Cause maybe
Someday I could learn to let go
I lose control, but that's okay with me
I lose control but tell me what is wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
'Cause maybe
Someday I could learn to trust you
And just stop thinking with my head
'Cause maybe
Someday I could learn to let go
I lose control, but that's okay with me
I lose control but tell me what is wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
Closer to nowhere
In the middle of nothing and I'm
One step back from where I was
Spinning in circles
Gets old after awhile
And you say: if I fall I will
Fall straight into your arms
And should I trip over my feet?
And if I start to slip I will
Slip right onto my knees
Into the center of your hands
'Cause maybe
Someday I could learn to trust you
And just stop thinking with my head
'Cause maybe
Someday I could learn to let go
I lose control, but that's okay with me
I lose control but tell me, what is wrong with that?
Why do I have to know everything?
And why does everything always have to make sense?
Why do I always have to have you figured out?
'Cause I just want to take your hand
And you say: if I fall I will
Fall straight into your arms
Should I trip over my feet?
And if I start to slip I will
Slip right onto my knees
Into the center of your hands
'Cause maybe
Someday I could learn to trust you
And just stop thinking with my head
'Cause maybe
Someday I could learn to let go
I lose control, but that's okay with me
I lose control but tell me what is wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
'Cause maybe
Someday I could learn to trust you
And just stop thinking with my head
'Cause maybe
Someday I could learn to let go
I lose control, but that's okay with me
I lose control but tell me what is wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
What's wrong with that?
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Writer(s): Jason Wade
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