everytime i say “it won’t be the same”
everytime i give it another chance
everytime a new disappointment
and i don’t know who to blame
i can’t keep dancing this dance
i can’t keep getting cut with no ointment
i try to stop but my heart yearns
i don’t stop my brain shuts down
i don’t wanna stop but my body stops
looking at these emotional burns
i made of me a jester and a clown
my heart hops and pops
with an ounce of attention
a sprinkle of validation
a crumb of intention
but oh it feels so empty
so hollow so dry
i can’t be the fool
oh no i can’t
i can’t everytime
everytime i can’t
the stove with the pan hot
i will be the lucky one
who won’t get burned
injured horse who won’t get shot
a loser who will finally have won
i will finally get what i earned
i try to stop but my heart yearns
i don’t stop my brain shuts down
i don’t wanna stop but my body stops
looking at these emotional burns
i made of me a jester and a clown
my heart hops and pops
with an ounce of attention
a sprinkle of validation
a crumb of intention
but oh it feels so empty
so hollow so dry
i can’t be the fool
oh no i can’t
i can’t everytime
everytime i can’t