Making The Most Of It Lyrics

There's a lot at my feet

And I've been trying so hard

To show you what you mean to me

Otherwise I really couldn't see

Now if all I've got left

Is what I've killed them for

It's a pretty raw deal

A bad feeling

And yet I make the most of it

I never ask how you're doing

Didn't know I should care

You make decisions I can't comprehend

The incisions on my face keep me out

I never got this longing

This desire for approval

All I wanted was to be seen for me

Not some fake that you all love more

I don't hate you but

You've done a lot wrong

I'd never fight

Hence the need for this song

There's a lot at my feet

And I've been trying so hard

To show you what you mean to me

Otherwise I really couldn't see

Now if all I've got left

Is what I've killed them for

It's a pretty raw deal

A bad feeling

And yet I make the most of it

This bad feeling goes away

When I don't need to justify it

I only fear my mistakes

When I decide to explain them to you

All that I really wanted

Has always been unreachable

But I never felt right

Taking your word for it

To change the world

Sacrifices must be made

What you call everything

Is nothing I can stand

To change the world

Sacrifices must be made

What you call everything

Is nothing I can stand

There's a lot at my feet

And I've been trying so hard

To show you what you mean to me

Otherwise I really couldn't see

Now if all I've got left

Is what I've killed them for

It's a pretty raw deal

A bad feeling

And yet I make the most of it