Maybe I try too hard At not trying at all Maybe I've gotten too comfortable with Being stuck in the wrong And I've got so much on my mind But I never stop to think How could I fix myself without Losing people behind me Behind me, behind me Behind me, behind me Behind me, behind me Behind me ♪ I could stop feeling so down But it always comes back up So many things inside I can't deal with it all at once 'Cause I've got so much on my mind And I never stop to think How could I fix myself without Going with my instinct My instinct, my instinct My instinct, my instinct My instinct, my instinct My instinct, my instinct