wrong people (interlude) Lyrics
- Genre:Pop
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
I probably make it too hard
I'm making a mess like it's art
My mama keeps saying I'm too smart
I get my intellect all mixed up with my heart
I could lose composure
Blow it up and start it over
Addicted to approval, getting sober
High pressure perfectionist
I never loved my brokenness
But I found God in it last October
Every time I got hurt
Thinking that we both were in it for the long haul
Felt like it was my fault
Killed myself to keep you
Healed now I don't need you
You will never be enough for the wrong people
The wrong people
I probably make it too hard
I'm making a mess like it's art
My mama keeps saying I'm too smart
I get my intellect all mixed up with my heart