
Worry's a killer, a familiar kind
One that you welcome like a friend
Regret is a martyr that bleeds what ifs and laments
What might have been
Stories we tell to ourselves
Stories, nothing else
That we'll never be loved, never enough
All those fairy tales
Over and over, my thoughts run wild
Overthinking is a curse
How many of us?
World at our feet and we only see the dirt
Stories we tell to ourselves
Stories, nothing else
That we'll never be loved, never enough
All those fairy tales
Don't go walkin' away
And don't be afraid
None of this is writ in stone
So many fables, so much dread
The lines that we memorize
Works of fiction that fill our heads and cloud our eyes
Stories we tell to ourselves
Stories, nothing else
That we'll never be loved, never enough
All those fairy tales
That we'll never be loved, never enough
All those fairy tales
All those fairy tales
All those fairy tales
All those fairy tales
All those fairy tales