[Verse 1]
I let go the rest you know
I'm afraid to let myself be frightened, oh love
I could have my reasoning
Just to let this season and those bygones
Be bygones
I write songs to wake me
Every chorus breaks me apart, my heart
[Verse 2]
I'm already on my feet
What dance do you want of me?
I might as well just hold my demons
Am I right or am I wrong?
I get sick of all my songs
Don't sing the words, just read between them
I play till my fingers bleed
Just to get you out of me
Just to get you on those pages
[Chorus 1]
I'll make it up to me
I'll make it up to me
I'll make it up to me
[Verse 3]
I wrote down a symphony
Just to take my mind off all the leaving
I've done
I can't paint it out of me
All I get is bruises on my knees and my thumb
I try hard to leave it, but I cannot write myself a story I like
I let go the rest you know
I'm afraid to let myself be frightened, oh love
I could have my reasoning
Just to let this season and those bygones
Be bygones
I write songs to wake me
Every chorus breaks me apart, my heart
[Verse 2]
I'm already on my feet
What dance do you want of me?
I might as well just hold my demons
Am I right or am I wrong?
I get sick of all my songs
Don't sing the words, just read between them
I play till my fingers bleed
Just to get you out of me
Just to get you on those pages
[Chorus 1]
I'll make it up to me
I'll make it up to me
I'll make it up to me
[Verse 3]
I wrote down a symphony
Just to take my mind off all the leaving
I've done
I can't paint it out of me
All I get is bruises on my knees and my thumb
I try hard to leave it, but I cannot write myself a story I like
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