Mar 2022
I want everything to make sense
I want it to fit together. I want it to be an even sum
But it slips through my fingers when I try to count it
Dripping to the floor, lost to the count
And Iām left with nothing when Iām through
Just a load of guesses that never feel quite right
Will I ever understand how I feel?
I wish it never mattered.
I want it to fit together. I want it to be an even sum
But it slips through my fingers when I try to count it
Dripping to the floor, lost to the count
And Iām left with nothing when Iām through
Just a load of guesses that never feel quite right
Will I ever understand how I feel?
I wish it never mattered.
