I've spent some time on the topic of you.
I've kept my mind on the things I can do.
That's why it's hard to believe in myself.
I sold it all for the one thing I felt.
Internal conflict is still nothing new.
Focusing pain, only one of the two.
Inside it's not too easy.
Outside there's nothing pleasing.
Spent too much time on the topic of you.
That's why it's hard to believe in myself.
I sold it all for the one thing I felt.
It just feels right this way.
Never any other way.
