A Song for You
You asked me if I
Could ever write a song about you
Honestly, I've only written about a few
You told me stories, you made me laugh
You promised me moments, that we would never have, never have
Sometimes I give up on the one thing
That I want the most is maddening
By sacrificing your worth, I think I am free
Then I get started again, as you see
At the first sign of struggle
Then I run for the hills
I realize that I'm just scared
To feel the way, the way you make me feel i
I don't know what to do
I could write so many songs for you
It wasn't meant to be a thing
But I can't help you make me sing
Yes, you do
If anyone asked me why,
I wouldn't know for sure
I'd like to think that I've tried
Because I've done this thing before
I think I let myself down
Too much
The one who still hangs around
I feel the need, for his touch
At the first sign of struggle
Then I run for the hills
I realize that I'm just scared
To feel the way, the way you make me feel
I don't know what to do
I could write so many songs for you
It wasn't meant to be a thing
But I can't help you make me sing
Yeah
Well, I don't know what to do
I could write so many songs for you
It wasn't meant to be a thing
But I can't help you make me sing
Oh, you make me sing
Sing, sing
Could ever write a song about you
Honestly, I've only written about a few
You told me stories, you made me laugh
You promised me moments, that we would never have, never have
Sometimes I give up on the one thing
That I want the most is maddening
By sacrificing your worth, I think I am free
Then I get started again, as you see
At the first sign of struggle
Then I run for the hills
I realize that I'm just scared
To feel the way, the way you make me feel i
I don't know what to do
I could write so many songs for you
It wasn't meant to be a thing
But I can't help you make me sing
Yes, you do
If anyone asked me why,
I wouldn't know for sure
I'd like to think that I've tried
Because I've done this thing before
I think I let myself down
Too much
The one who still hangs around
I feel the need, for his touch
At the first sign of struggle
Then I run for the hills
I realize that I'm just scared
To feel the way, the way you make me feel
I don't know what to do
I could write so many songs for you
It wasn't meant to be a thing
But I can't help you make me sing
Yeah
Well, I don't know what to do
I could write so many songs for you
It wasn't meant to be a thing
But I can't help you make me sing
Oh, you make me sing
Sing, sing
Credits
Writer(s): Tatiana Erse
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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