Losing My Mind

I Can’T Write A Song That I Like

And It Gets Harder With The Ticking Time

So I’M Sipping On Some Whiskey

Just Hoping A Song Hits Me

I’M Just Fine, Ill Be Fine

I’Ve Been Fighting With My Dad Since I Was Nine

Cause He Told Me I Don’T Know If You’Re Mine

Oh And I Could Take A Test

But Id Rather Not Obsess

Oh I’M Just Fine, Ill Be Fine

Oh And You Don’T Wanna Know The Half

The Things I Keep From You

If I Keep It To Myself

Then It Doesn’T Make It True

It Doesn’T Make It True

It Doesn’T Make It True

Cause I, I Was Losing My Mind, Mind

I Had The Preachers And The Doctors Saying I’M On Your Side

But Still I Felt All Alone Inside

I Escaped I Had To Get Away

And Now His Friends Are Calling Saying He’S Changed

Oh And I Could Grab My Keys

But I Won’T Make A Fool Of Me

It Might Take Time But You’Ll Be Fine

And See You Don’T Wanna Know The Half

The Things I Keep From You

If I Keep It To Myself

Then It Doesn’T Make It True

It Doesn’T Make It True

It Doesn’T Make It True

Cause I, I Took Some Time, Time

To Find That All This Shit Would Always Be Around

But I Could Do Better

That I’M Fine