Footing

I can see my weight coming back

The bags beneath my eyes have faded over time

And the way I used to be before I knew you

Before I loved you

And I changed everything

The way that I spoke

The clothes that I wore

I slowed down on the road

I would sleep on the floor

It never changed a thing

To you, for me to grow

For you, I guess it gets old

I'm afraid to tell you now, that I'm the mess you walked out on

Maybe you were right all along

Pray to God you're doing well, that you finally stopped starving yourself

And you find your footing right where you belong

You belong, you belong

Now I hate everything

All the songs that I wrote

Every word that I'd say

That's just what I get

For pushing all the blame

Back on to you, all for me

I know I won't outrun you, pull on me

I'm afraid to tell you now, that I'm the mess you walked out on

Maybe you were right all along

Pray to God you're doing well, that you finally stopped starving yourself

And you find your footing right where you belong

You belong, you belong

Dude, I'm stuck living my days

Regretting every word I've said

I might be better off without-

You belong, you belong

You belong, you belong