Lyrics
Well what can you do
When all your strings fall undone?
And you just can't get your ideas down
Well take a good look within
And this is no place to be
When you just can't get your ideas down
They won't come down
Look at this mess we're in
"Oh, Lord", I do declare
I've got rusted guitar strings
Mangled around my hair
And lately these days
I find so many empty spaces
And I stand transfixed by all the ugly faces
I go down
Well, what can you do when you don't seem to fit?
You fall to bits inside all because of it
Blame it on some massive lack of confidence
Three years from now
Where will I be?
Who will be behind me pulling me
Right down?
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com