You're Doing Fine
Why do I wake up
If every day is so mundane
It's a thought I can't shake off
There's a special place for that heartache
You can't put on your makeup
It don't cover up what you thought it does
When the scars fresh it still shows up
You're alone you've got no one
I'll still call you baby
I know you're so sick of waiting
Loving you is intimidating
Pull me closer while I'm fading
You're doing fine
And I've been trying to move on
But this shit don't feel right
And I've been caught inside feeling too much
If I can't get a grip I'm sick of walking backwards
I've lived the cycle learned the patterns
But how much of this really matters
Cause if I lose you what comes after
I can't keep making excuses for all of your fucked up actions
It's at my expense and at my defense I feel more like your distraction
If you're gonna cut loose
Give me my cue
I could pack up and go hide in my room
What can I do
I won't get through
Blew a whole bag cause I spent it on you
And you don't call me baby
That's that shit that drives me crazy
Fuck your life up make you hate me
Trust your gut I'm not worth saving
You're doing fine
And I've been trying to move on
But this shit don't feel right
And I've been caught inside feeling too much
If I can't get a grip I'm sick of walking backwards
I've lived the cycle learned the patterns
But how much of this really matters
Cause if I lose you what comes after
If every day is so mundane
It's a thought I can't shake off
There's a special place for that heartache
You can't put on your makeup
It don't cover up what you thought it does
When the scars fresh it still shows up
You're alone you've got no one
I'll still call you baby
I know you're so sick of waiting
Loving you is intimidating
Pull me closer while I'm fading
You're doing fine
And I've been trying to move on
But this shit don't feel right
And I've been caught inside feeling too much
If I can't get a grip I'm sick of walking backwards
I've lived the cycle learned the patterns
But how much of this really matters
Cause if I lose you what comes after
I can't keep making excuses for all of your fucked up actions
It's at my expense and at my defense I feel more like your distraction
If you're gonna cut loose
Give me my cue
I could pack up and go hide in my room
What can I do
I won't get through
Blew a whole bag cause I spent it on you
And you don't call me baby
That's that shit that drives me crazy
Fuck your life up make you hate me
Trust your gut I'm not worth saving
You're doing fine
And I've been trying to move on
But this shit don't feel right
And I've been caught inside feeling too much
If I can't get a grip I'm sick of walking backwards
I've lived the cycle learned the patterns
But how much of this really matters
Cause if I lose you what comes after
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Writer(s): Vittorio Barnett
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