Give It a Shot - Bad Moves

Give it a shot

If you stand it alone

Give it a shot

You can make it on your own

If all you want

Is a license to go

Give it a shot

You won’t suffer through no more

Well, I’ve seen you see the light, but you still cower in the dark

You’ve got some certain shaking certainty that he’s your only shot

You’re just holding on to him 'cause you think loving you’s too tough

Well, come on

It’s the language of a cynic that still keeps you holding on

Though you can hear the trembling in it when you listen close enough

You’re not asking why it hurts, you’re wondering if it hurts too much

Well, come on