LJ Mercer - It's Just a Tshirt

My mouth tastes like soap
I must have washed it out the night before
And my food has gone cold
Cuz I won't leave my room
And all I can do is just sit here and wish
If I'd done some things different then I would be missed
But I chose the wrong people, I should've had some more faith in me
Maybe then I'd feel less like my days are just blurred into weeks
I'm sorry mum I'm trying
I'd change my t-shirt if I could
I hate to see you like this
But my voice has turned to rotting wood
I guess my eyes grew tired as I grew up
No one told me that living this long would be hard
And I'm working to keep myself floating above but sometimes I'll fall under
Sorry it's not enough
And I wish I could promise I'm making it through
I'm working as hard as I can back to you
From every word I can't get out
To the clothes on the floor of my room
I'm making my way back to you
I'm making my way back to you
I'm making my way back to you
I'm making my way back to you
I'll make my way back to you

Written by:
Arabella Mercer

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