Not That Great
I tried imagining
What would happen if
I told all my secrets to you like a man again
I'd try to tell you why
I could tell a lie
Cuz I been learning from my dad yeah he's the lying type
And I don't know what else to do
And I can't find the words to say
I can't be honest with you
And that might have to be ok
I get hung up on the past
Tend to over complicate
Then I look back and feel bad
And I try to compensate
So maybe I'm not that great
And maybe I'm jealous too
I put the blame on someone else like it's a good excuse
I wish I was not this way
And maybe you're too damaged too
I know it hurts you when I say it love
But maybe I'm not good enough for you
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Had an epiphany
So don't be mad at me
Cuz I would hate to end this story as a tragedy
The way I criticize
Is from my mother's side
I think her love language just might be to antagonize
And I don't know what else to do
And I can't find the words to say
I can't be honest with you
And that might have to be ok
I get hung up on the past
Tend to over complicate
Then I look back and feel bad
So maybe I'm not that great
And maybe I'm jealous too
I put the blame on someone else like it's a good excuse
I wish I was not this way
And maybe you're too damaged too
I know it hurts you when I say it love
But maybe I'm not good enough for you
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
What would happen if
I told all my secrets to you like a man again
I'd try to tell you why
I could tell a lie
Cuz I been learning from my dad yeah he's the lying type
And I don't know what else to do
And I can't find the words to say
I can't be honest with you
And that might have to be ok
I get hung up on the past
Tend to over complicate
Then I look back and feel bad
And I try to compensate
So maybe I'm not that great
And maybe I'm jealous too
I put the blame on someone else like it's a good excuse
I wish I was not this way
And maybe you're too damaged too
I know it hurts you when I say it love
But maybe I'm not good enough for you
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Had an epiphany
So don't be mad at me
Cuz I would hate to end this story as a tragedy
The way I criticize
Is from my mother's side
I think her love language just might be to antagonize
And I don't know what else to do
And I can't find the words to say
I can't be honest with you
And that might have to be ok
I get hung up on the past
Tend to over complicate
Then I look back and feel bad
So maybe I'm not that great
And maybe I'm jealous too
I put the blame on someone else like it's a good excuse
I wish I was not this way
And maybe you're too damaged too
I know it hurts you when I say it love
But maybe I'm not good enough for you
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Credits
Writer(s): John Conway, Jbach
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