Must be doing something wrong
If I haven’t made you look at the light long enough to crave living here
Must be failing
If you think that you could go quiet into that end
If I haven’t convinced you we are all strong enough to give the sky another chance
i’ll show you that it’s not glamorous until it is
Until you put on the rose glasses that keep me alive
must be
I’ll put it all on my shoulders for you
I’m confident and I must
Hurt into memory
there is a crack in everything,
           that’s how the light gets in