Make Me Believe

I'm starting to worry that all of this drinking is going to kill me
I've already watched it kill all my dreams
But I'm hanging on
Like that the last strand from a parachute
That is somehow supposed to save you
I want to cut
I want to cut it off
I want to cut
I want dangle to my death
Let me free fall
Into a brick wall

I drink to calm my anxieties
I could have been so much more
I was smart
I was so god damn creative
I was smart
I was smart
Now I'm drinking on a Monday night
To shake the fears of tomorrows failures
I dream of a life where I'm care free
Where I'm not me
Where I'm not me

I can't even play the chords right anymore
My fingers are too shaky from three shots I took before
I played this song
I'm singing the melodies all wrong
I used writing to cope with pain
But now all these songs sound the same
Like some desperate cry for attention
Some desperate need for help
I used to believe in love
Now I'm toughing this world by myself
Make me believe again
Make me believe again
I want to believe again
I want to believe again
I want to believe again
I want to believe again

Wait don't stop now it's getting good!



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Gross
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