Parked Car
I'm in my parked car
Grit my teeth and hope this isn't real
I can't even laugh at the way I choose to look
When the whole time I was only trying to keep my head above
Those same old waves
Forcing their way
Into my lungs
Well I'm done, I'm done, I'm done
'Cause I can't believe that this is happening
It's starting to feel like I did something wrong
How do I keep my head on?
(I can't believe, I can't believe)
(I can't believe, I can't believe)
I grit my teeth and hope it isn't real
When it comes to this I just suck it up
And it's never enough
So I'm done, I'm done, I'm done
I can't believe that this is happening
It's starting to feel like I did something wrong
Tell me is this naivety or something else?
I just gotta know, I just gotta know
How do I keep my head on?
I think I need a minute to breath
I just think that I need a minute to breath
I'm in my parked car
Grit my teeth and hope this isn't real
Get a grip, you'll make it through the year
That's what I gotta tell myself
'Cause I can't believe that this is happening
It's starting to feel like I did something wrong
How do I keep my head on?
I'm in my parked car
Grit my teeth and hope this isn't real
Grit my teeth and hope this isn't real
I can't even laugh at the way I choose to look
When the whole time I was only trying to keep my head above
Those same old waves
Forcing their way
Into my lungs
Well I'm done, I'm done, I'm done
'Cause I can't believe that this is happening
It's starting to feel like I did something wrong
How do I keep my head on?
(I can't believe, I can't believe)
(I can't believe, I can't believe)
I grit my teeth and hope it isn't real
When it comes to this I just suck it up
And it's never enough
So I'm done, I'm done, I'm done
I can't believe that this is happening
It's starting to feel like I did something wrong
Tell me is this naivety or something else?
I just gotta know, I just gotta know
How do I keep my head on?
I think I need a minute to breath
I just think that I need a minute to breath
I'm in my parked car
Grit my teeth and hope this isn't real
Get a grip, you'll make it through the year
That's what I gotta tell myself
'Cause I can't believe that this is happening
It's starting to feel like I did something wrong
How do I keep my head on?
I'm in my parked car
Grit my teeth and hope this isn't real
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Writer(s): Stephen Bishop
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