Or do I just not get enough
I'm starting to believe it's all my fault
I play the songs that I like
Sometimes it's the only thing that saves my life
Some of them the simplest things
cnd yet the world keeps holding me back
'cause I feel like they're
Forced and pushed upon me
Like the roses that I cut
They start to die when winter is done
But I've never had anything
Some of them the simplest things
cnd yet the world keeps holding me back