Oxygen

Uh What if I'm honest About all the marks painted over my skin What if I'm too weak To hold myself up, so I don't sink in I've been crying but it won't solve anything But it's the only thing that I know Should I even ask the question What if I'm worth it It's like I'm under water, out of Oxygen Byt maybe all the pain will help me breathe again I was walking on a tight rope Trying not to fall down When I hit the ground I learned that I was worth it And I'll breathe again Let me honest So I can get past the marks on my skin Let me be weak So I can be strong enough to hold on I've been crying but it won't solve anything But it's the only thing that I know Should I even ask the question What if I'm worth it It's like I'm under water, out of Oxygen Byt maybe all the pain will help me breathe again I was walking on a tight rope Trying not to fall down When I hit the ground I learned that I was worth it And I'll breathe again Uh, Uh, Uh I was walking on a tight rope Trying not to fall down When I hit the ground I learned that I was worth it And I'll breathe again Uh