The Doubt
I'm thinking that I could be the weakest link.
Stripped bare, my whole body reacts to the thought.
God knows, there are some days that I know I'm tough,
Still, I'm feeling like I couldn't change myself enough.
Yeah, I feel it,
Deep in my chest,
Can I shake it?
Is it enough?
And it begins:
Am I enough?
Am I enough?
So give me the score,
Sharpen the knife,
Tell it to me straight, now,
Don't you play nice.
Am I doing it wrong?
Doing it right?
Make it look easy?
Put up a fight?
I'm on the inside, looking out,
I hate myself when I feel the doubt
In everything I've ever done.
So give me the score,
Am I the only one?
God damn, I'm unravelling in my skin,
Drenched to the bone, sick to my stomach,
Like I don't deserve half of the things I've won.
My heart is heavy, it weighs a ton.
Yeah, I feel it,
Deep in my chest,
Can I shake it?
Is it enough?
And it begins:
Am I enough?
Am I enough?
Will you give me the score?
Sharpen the knife,
Tell it to me straight, now,
Don't you play nice.
Am I doing it wrong?
Doing it right?
Make it look easy?
Put up a fight?
I'm on the inside, looking out,
I hate myself when I feel the doubt
In everything I've ever done.
So give me the score,
Am I the only one?
Give me the score,
Sharpen the knife,
Tell it to me straight, now,
Don't you play nice.
Am I doing it wrong?
Doing it right?
Make it look easy?
Put up a fight?
I'm on the inside, looking out,
I hate myself when I feel the doubt
In everything I've ever done.
So give me the score,
Am I the only one?
Stripped bare, my whole body reacts to the thought.
God knows, there are some days that I know I'm tough,
Still, I'm feeling like I couldn't change myself enough.
Yeah, I feel it,
Deep in my chest,
Can I shake it?
Is it enough?
And it begins:
Am I enough?
Am I enough?
So give me the score,
Sharpen the knife,
Tell it to me straight, now,
Don't you play nice.
Am I doing it wrong?
Doing it right?
Make it look easy?
Put up a fight?
I'm on the inside, looking out,
I hate myself when I feel the doubt
In everything I've ever done.
So give me the score,
Am I the only one?
God damn, I'm unravelling in my skin,
Drenched to the bone, sick to my stomach,
Like I don't deserve half of the things I've won.
My heart is heavy, it weighs a ton.
Yeah, I feel it,
Deep in my chest,
Can I shake it?
Is it enough?
And it begins:
Am I enough?
Am I enough?
Will you give me the score?
Sharpen the knife,
Tell it to me straight, now,
Don't you play nice.
Am I doing it wrong?
Doing it right?
Make it look easy?
Put up a fight?
I'm on the inside, looking out,
I hate myself when I feel the doubt
In everything I've ever done.
So give me the score,
Am I the only one?
Give me the score,
Sharpen the knife,
Tell it to me straight, now,
Don't you play nice.
Am I doing it wrong?
Doing it right?
Make it look easy?
Put up a fight?
I'm on the inside, looking out,
I hate myself when I feel the doubt
In everything I've ever done.
So give me the score,
Am I the only one?
Credits
Writer(s): Devon Lougheed, Skye Wallace
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