We sang a song in my room that was about you I've written so many that aren't good that I dont know what to do None of them would do you justice if you left us. But I'm glad youre still here, I'll be over soon I can't fix you can I? I can't be the one to make this right I can't fix this can I? you've gotta be the one to pick yourself up. And it seems to me that sometimes I can't express myself So i write and i write about everyone i love to the point that it makes them cry. With my trembling hands and my pride on the floor i'll sing or at least i'll try And it seems to you that an honest conversation is the hardest part So i try and i lie, but i just cant hide, i'm just getting too drowsy I can't fix you can I? I can't be the one to make this right I can't fix this can I? You've gotta be the one to pick yourself up. I can't be the only one to take this on I can't be the only one to bear the weight You can get off the couch, just come on out You don't need to suffer to heal I can't be the only one to take this on I can't be the only one to bear the weight You can get off the couch, just come on out You don't need to suffer to heal I can't be the only one to take this on I can't be the only one to bear the weight You can get off the couch, just come on out You don't need to suffer to heal We will be fine