“whatever will be ok”
How boring would it be to say
I think that everything i think is useless
How can i ever begin to change

Got your heart on your sleeve
You’ve got your heart weighing on your mind
You got your heart weighing on itself its gravity pulls inwards with time

I never know what to say
I might as well not even be here
I think you’re so fucking great
I just want to help you get the hell out of here
You’re fucking great
Sometimes you’re just too fucking hard on yourself
I fucking pray you don’t believe
All the awful things you say about yourself

I just want things to go our way
Just want everything to work itself out
What if neither of us felt afraid
What if we worked this fucking shit out?

But I've been thinking in this one style
What if I’m thinking irrational
I think I’m stuck in another fear cycle
I dug a grave for this fucking shit pile
I never know what to say
I might as well not even be here
I think you’re so fucking great
I just want to help you get the hell out of here
You’re fucking great
Sometimes you’re just too fucking hard on yourself
I fucking pray you don’t believe
All the awful things you say about yourself