The Fun Shapes Help (A Christmas Song)

I think you might miss this, I'll see you at Christmas
You are all the things I lack
You're crying over cookies
What is wrong with me, I just wanna be better in my head
What are you thinking, I can't keep on guessing every little thing you do
I wish I could help this, the sinking in my chest
It's getting worse but I'll be fine

God I miss Jordan
It's getting kind of boring moving all out on my own
At least I have somewhere that's not my parents that I can call my home
But there are some things that I am still missing
I can't seem to find myself
It's looking like it might be a white Christmas this year but I'd rather have you here

I keep on thinking about everything I'm not but could be
The melancholy's setting in
I speak of myself harshly I'm sorry for everything I've been
I know I should be better to myself sometimes, but I swear I try
And when we're all 6 feet deep I hope I can say
I've been everything I wanted to be



Credits
Writer(s): Hayden Devore
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