ask me why

Sit still, window sill
Rain hard, what a thrill
Pick up, don't try
Know well, can't clarify
Called you, once or twice
Nothing back, I guess that's fine
Feel a fog, sinking down
Can't find myself

And you ask me why I feel this way
Like I even had a say
I don't want your pity today
It's just I've got to say these things out loud
Or else I'm feeling all my doubts
Beat my chest like they're so proud

Seek space, retreat
Thin salve, doesn't keep
Beat up, self care
Hotline, is anyone there
Curious, another book
Same eyes, that just can't look
Back again, sinking down
Can't find myself

And you ask me why I feel this way
Like I even had a say
I don't want your pity today
It's just I've got to say these things out loud
Or else I'm feeling all my doubts
Beat my chest like they're so proud

Sit still, be real
Think hard, what do I feel
Notebook, staircase
Magazines, video games
Teenage, peewee
Toddler, I'm on my knees
All of us, one room
Who goes first

And I ask you why I feel this way
Because I don't think I had a say
I don't want your pity OK
It's just I've got to hear these things out loud
So I can clear up all my doubts
Just do your best, and I'll be proud



Credits
Writer(s): Séamus Scanlan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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