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Writing songs is so embarrassing

But if you can, so can I

And living feels impossible

But I don't wanna die

I'm sorry for your loss

Sorrier for me

But I can't pry your eyes open

If you don't wanna see

You think you're oh so special

To be handled with kid gloves

Maybe if you could buy a couch

You'd have a better shot at love

I'm prone to overwatering

But I can't make you grow

I hate that songs are meant to hear

But I'll put on a show

'Cause people love a love song

Which you're too scared to write

So you go off and write a myth

To help you sleep at night

But myths are fucking boring

All dragons filled with smoke

Oh yeah I get the metaphor

But you don't get the joke

Your fears become my failings

Your sandstorm now my dust

If you won't look inside yourself

I guess I fucking must

I'll look and look and look and look

I'll blink and squint and see

I'll wonder where the hell you went

I'll train my gaze on me

I wrote a song 10 years ago

But it's still very true

And that is so pathetic

But mostly so for you

People love a ditty

They love a little rhyme

So here we are again I guess

We're swinging back in time

It doesn't make you interesting

It doesn't make you deep

To sting the person lying there

Helping you to sleep

It doesn't make you interesting

It doesn't make you deep

To sting the person lying there

Singing you to sleep