Waking Up Crying

Can we, can we, can we, can we

Can we, can we, can we, can we

Can we, can we, can we, can we

Can we, can we, can we, can we

Your heart is scarred and broken

Can we, can we, can we, can we

Can we talk about your heart, please?

It must be so damn exhausting

Always seeing the worst in everybody

Including me

Can we discuss this condition?

Your negative disposition

To anybody that isn't you

I am not a terrible person

Like you tend to think I am

For some god-awful reason

Ooh

Can we talk about your heart now?

It must be so debilitating how

You save so much room for so much disdain

To me, it just seems like

Everyone else is always the worst

But now self-reflection proves the focal

Before anyone speaks

You think you know what they think

What an incredible feat

To be forever in sync

With the over-analytical

Hyper-self-critical

Minor-metaphysical

Optimistic-clinical

People

I am not a terrible person

Like you tend to think I am

For some god-awful reason

I would laugh, but I woke up crying

I would laugh, but I woke up crying

You tell me to laugh, but I woke up crying

Honey, I wanna laugh, but I woke up crying

I would laugh, but I woke up crying

I would laugh, but I woke up crying

I would laugh, but I woke up crying

I would laugh, but I woke up crying

I would laugh, but I woke up, I woke up

I woke up, I woke up

I woke up, I woke up