Truth be told, when it comes to kindness, I need a bit
Feel like I wanna throw my car off a freaking bridge
People said they missed me, I ain’t seeing it
People said they cared, I don’t believe they did
Believe in it: Love/I used to love hard
But unrequited love cuts so my love scarred
And so I love less/I’d like to love well
But I’m running out of compassion in my love well
I tuck tail and I wander onto open roads
I overdosed on feelings, now I’m comatose
But I still hold emotion close like a token, so
I need somewhere to give my passion to/hope it shows
I hope it goes quickly/my fire’s burning bright
My fervor’s so loud, someone’s getting hurt tonight
You heard it right, I hate what I’ve become
And I’m ‘bout to get dumb, cuz I’m feeling so numb

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I’m not so blind/it’s the same thing every time
They can’t disarm me/I’m stuck saying I’m sorry
I threw my stones/now they leave me alone
Instead of leading an army/I’m stuck saying I’m sorry

All that I can do is lead, I don’t fit in
Black fleece, I’m a sheep in a pig pen
I get around white sheep, they don’t like me
It might be cuz my grey heart’s on my bright sleeve
Only thing to make me happy is a nice beat
On a night drive, my fun ain’t too pricey
I miss road trips with my family in a tight squeeze
And daddy saying prayers before we really started driving
Momma sang church songs with the sister
And I swear their harmonies could calm a twister
And no blister, no wound could fight long
If the radio played the right song
I might long for family, I might long for friends
I might want sensitive people to get some sense
I might try to drag a whole nation to truth, before it’s time to pull
I might fail with people/I don’t know how to be likeable

Hook

Nobody wants to listen to a man whining
But sometimes its sounds cool/matter of timing
Nobody likes being led by someone broken
But everyone complains when their leaders aren’t open
People don’t talk about the good in other people
But we all got something to say when there’s evil
I write personal cuz I’m a person
And in person people try to close the curtain
They ask me for honesty when they’re not prepared
They say I’m closed off, then hate me when I clear the air
They hear my music and they’re really glad to know me
But catch me in a mood and suddenly they try to stone me

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