Wreckage
So sorry for everything
You know I really wanted it to work out
I put the blame on everybody
Was incapable of not being stressed out
I, I wanted to move on
But I, I kept writing the same songs
Now that everything's burned down
I can put it all to bed
If only I could make sense of it
When it's swirling in my head
I'm so sick of being proud
And I've got nothing left to say
Guess I'm really still the best at
Getting in my own way
So if I'm good now
Then why do I feel
Like a failure
Almost every day?
And if I'm wise now
Then why do I feel
Like I'm lying
Straight to your face?
I, I wanted to move on
But I, I keep doing this thing wrong
Now that everything's burned down
I can put it all to bed
If only I could make sense of it
When it's swirling in my head
I'm so sick of being proud
And I've got nothing left to say
Guess I'm really still the best at
Getting in my own way
I'll keep pushing forward
So I don't slip way behind
Now that everything's burned down
I can put it all to bed
If only I could make sense of it
When it's swirling in my head
I'm so sick of being proud
And I've got nothing left to say
Guess I'm really still the best at
Getting in my own way
No one's saying that I've got to be perfect
So why do I keep pushing myself?
No one's saying that I've got to be perfect
So why do I keep pushing myself?
You know I really wanted it to work out
I put the blame on everybody
Was incapable of not being stressed out
I, I wanted to move on
But I, I kept writing the same songs
Now that everything's burned down
I can put it all to bed
If only I could make sense of it
When it's swirling in my head
I'm so sick of being proud
And I've got nothing left to say
Guess I'm really still the best at
Getting in my own way
So if I'm good now
Then why do I feel
Like a failure
Almost every day?
And if I'm wise now
Then why do I feel
Like I'm lying
Straight to your face?
I, I wanted to move on
But I, I keep doing this thing wrong
Now that everything's burned down
I can put it all to bed
If only I could make sense of it
When it's swirling in my head
I'm so sick of being proud
And I've got nothing left to say
Guess I'm really still the best at
Getting in my own way
I'll keep pushing forward
So I don't slip way behind
Now that everything's burned down
I can put it all to bed
If only I could make sense of it
When it's swirling in my head
I'm so sick of being proud
And I've got nothing left to say
Guess I'm really still the best at
Getting in my own way
No one's saying that I've got to be perfect
So why do I keep pushing myself?
No one's saying that I've got to be perfect
So why do I keep pushing myself?
Credits
Writer(s): Bethany Cosentino, Robert Bruno
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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