Letting People Down
Staring at trophies in milk crates
On the floor of a northeastern garage
Wondering how it's all such a blessing
And why it's all so damn hard
It's the Massachusetts turnpike
And when I get home, I'll creep down the hall
Snow in the headlights, they call it a dream
But the world's flat, and I'm falling off
Hold your arms out, jump, hell, at least you tried
I fall short, I always fall behind
I hate letting people down
I hate letting people down
I hate letting people down, and I do it all the time
I never wanted to hurt you
But I'm elbows deep in that dirt
I still count every unplanted seed
I write down every unspoken word
Hold your arms out, God, help the justified
I fall short, I always fall behind
I hate letting people down
I hate letting people down
I hate letting people down, and I do it all the time
You get up for work every day, you drag yourself right out of bed
The arms of those angels are wrapped around the dreams you left
I look the other way, pretending not to notice
I don't know how it died, but I know where the ghost is
I hate letting people down
I hate letting people down
I hate letting people down, but I do it all the time
I'm sorry, I hate letting people down
I'm sorry, I hate letting people down
And I do it all the time
On the floor of a northeastern garage
Wondering how it's all such a blessing
And why it's all so damn hard
It's the Massachusetts turnpike
And when I get home, I'll creep down the hall
Snow in the headlights, they call it a dream
But the world's flat, and I'm falling off
Hold your arms out, jump, hell, at least you tried
I fall short, I always fall behind
I hate letting people down
I hate letting people down
I hate letting people down, and I do it all the time
I never wanted to hurt you
But I'm elbows deep in that dirt
I still count every unplanted seed
I write down every unspoken word
Hold your arms out, God, help the justified
I fall short, I always fall behind
I hate letting people down
I hate letting people down
I hate letting people down, and I do it all the time
You get up for work every day, you drag yourself right out of bed
The arms of those angels are wrapped around the dreams you left
I look the other way, pretending not to notice
I don't know how it died, but I know where the ghost is
I hate letting people down
I hate letting people down
I hate letting people down, but I do it all the time
I'm sorry, I hate letting people down
I'm sorry, I hate letting people down
And I do it all the time
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Writer(s): Lori Mckenna
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