Cruel Optimist - Worriers

The impulse buy, so hold up with life

Seen around bad habits and trap me off court-side

Out of words and lips made for you

Know I’ve held a gun to your head

You were chosen few

But what doesn’t kill you

Just leaves a mess

But no, I never want to tear it back

Another life, could’ve live

To weave another thread to reel me in

But your heart’s not where your mouth is

But the price is mine to pay

Your turned up word has proven useless

I go beside, out of your way

But what doesn’t kill you

Just makes you a mess

But no one ever wants to tell ya that

I’ve been faced this through laughing

I’ve been afraid to leave, I’m fighting still

And never known what I need to do

Don’t know how to push through this

I used to be an optimist

And never known what I need to do

Don’t know how to push through this

I used to be an optimist