Trying - Richard Thompson

What kind of breeze do you think you are?

You bend me 'til I break

And what kind of dance did you drag me to?

Like a Baptist, I moan and shake

If I should fall, fall off the shelf

I’m only trying to be true to myself

To be true

I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying

I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying

Well, I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying, I-

I thought I could fake forever

But I was wrong

I thought I could wait forever

I thought I was strong

Can’t put on the brake forever

Forever’s too long

You shake me 'til I don’t know right from-

Right from wrong

And what kind of house are you building for me?

The sand shifts under my feet

And what kind of pill did you slip in my tea?

The bitter taste, so sweet

If I should fall, fall off the shelf

I’m only trying to be true to myself

To be true

I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying

I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying

Well, I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying, I-

I thought I could fake forever

But I was wrong

I thought I could wait forever

I thought I was strong

Can’t put on the brake forever

Forever’s too long

You shake me 'til I don’t know right from-

Right from wrong

Right from wrong

Right from wrong