The truth is all these rhymes Barely hold me together But I still try To bare it through the bad weather Winter's harsh sting So unforgiving Inside hiding It's okay, don't want to be seen But there's still the moon And I still really like the color blue And after the quiet comes I still have my baby's sleepy hum Losing what my hurt brings Keeping my worst thing to myself Losing what my hurt brings Keeping my worst thing to myself ♪ Leave my body with anyone but me I can't be responsible you see This whole time passing as a boss All the while just a little lost