I thought I'd have it figured out by now, but I don't
Guess that's the way it goes
I thought I'd saying I'm doing fine by now, but I'm broke
Guess nothing stays this gold, just makes you miserable
Well, I'm sick of hearing oh, you're close
Yeah, you're right, I'm closer to the end of my rope
And I'm tired of hanging on to hope
If it gets any tighter, I might fucking choke
Wish I could tell you I was proud of myself
But I just don't know how to love the man inside the mirror without making a sound
If I could paint a pretty picture without moving my mouth
I'd watch that silent film forever just to figure me out
So can you hear me now
I thought I'd have it figured out by now, but I don't
Guess that just made me cold
I thought everything would be mine by now, and I know
There's things worth more than gold, but my shine is fading slow
Well, I'm sick of hearing oh, you're close
Yeah, you're right, I'm closer to the end of my rope
And I'm tired of hanging on to hope
If it gets any tighter, I might lose control
Wish I could tell you I was proud of myself
But I just don't know how to love the man inside the mirror without making a sound
If I could paint a pretty picture without moving my mouth
I'd watch that silent film forever just to figure me out
So can you hear me now
Never got nowhere shutting my mouth
Did I get somewhere speaking too loud
Same clothes, who knows, same fence on the house
Same gate out front meant for keeping me out
Over and over again
Reaching new lows, shit I hope it would end
The cycle don't stop, but the trouble still trends
And though I can't see it, truth's close as a friend
I'm sending a message to all of my flaws
I'm done taking breaks just to wait for applause
Can you hear me now, I'm screaming at walls
Same fucking questions I've asked all along
How can you hate yourself or blame yourself
When you're the one who made yourself and saved yourself
Tell me how can you hate yourself or blame yourself
When you're the one who made yourself
Wish I could tell you I was proud of myself
But I just don't know how to love the man inside the mirror without making a sound
If I could paint a pretty picture without moving my mouth
I'd watch that silent film forever just to figure me out
So can you hear me now
So can you hear me now
How can you hate yourself or blame yourself
When you're the one who made yourself and saved yourself
Tell me how can you hate yourself or blame yourself
When you're the one who made yourself
So can you hear me now
