Tired - Rosie Thomas

What if I were to say I love you?

What if I believed it to be true?

Would it be my downfall, would it wither all my pride

To admit my world seems lonely without you?

What if I were to ignore all these voices

That seem to stretch my body thin?

I am no man’s savior

I need to get that through my head

Before my own walls come crashing in

I’m so tired, and I’m so wired

Perfection seems to brutalize these veins

To just give in might be to win

But it takes an awful lot to find the way

What if I were to just stop breathing

And let those walls come tumbling in?

What if I stopped placing one foot before the other

And failure was my only friend?

I’m so tired, and I’m so wired

Perfection seems to brutalize these veins

To just give in might be to win

But it takes an awful lot to find the way

Gotta find the way

Oh, I’ll find the way

What if I were to just surrender

And failure was my only friend?

What if I were to speak without allowing

Words to filter through my teeth or

Turn my skin to glass to let you in?

I’m so tired, and I’m so wired

Perfection seems to brutalize these veins

To just give in might be to win

But it takes an awful lot to find the way

Gotta find the way

So I’ll find the way