Ooh, I'm not ready My head in the sand sometimes It's not the right way to go Yes, it's easier to bury But I pray for the ground to swallow me whole Ooh, I’m not ready Show me distraction Even for just one night 'Cause it's easier to bury

Like it's nothing to ya Don't you put me back down But you're still picking me up Don't put me back down like it's nothing to ya You're still picking me up You didn't give a fuck Underneath everything that's between Yeah, I'm undone, I'm 'bout to burst

Take your time if you want But don't take mine Waste your life if you want But don't waste mine But don't waste Elle nous caresse de ses mots tendres En disant qu'il faut du temps Elle nous demande encore d'attendre Mais c'est notre temps qu'elle prend

I know you're wondering when Someday, somehow I'm gonna make it alright but not right now (You're the only one who knows that) Nothing's wrong just as long as you know that someday I will How the hell'd we wind up like this Why weren't we able To see the

Losin' my balance You don't listen every time I try to, try to And I told you I don't need love, but I might probably fuck it up, oh, ayy (told you) Drinkin' too much, but let me get another cup, oh (told you) Swear I, I, I, I, I, I, I (told you)

And I'm all you need and that you never want more Then you'd say all of the right things without a clue But you'd save the best for last Like I'm the one for you You should know that you're just a temporary fix This is not rooted with you it don't mean

I'm not havin' on a good day. But as you can plainly see On a good day, when I think about her I only cry a couple hundred tears On a good day, when I can't forget about her I can dull the pain with just a couple beers On a good day I can even fake a

Don’t let don’t let don’t let don’t let go Somebody call the doctor Somebody call the doctor doctor (doctor) Don’t let me overdose, don’t let me overdose I took your love, think I took too much I took it all, but it’s not enough Hold me tight, I’m coming

I can be messy I can be messy, yeah, I admit it Oh, no changin' Oh, no changin' I can be cruel sometimes, outta my mind Insecure and out the door I can be hard to handle Dance around the house with nothin' but the radio on I can get crazy, yeah, I admit

I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words as such But I'm yours And though I may not look like much And though my edges may be rough And never feel I'm quite enough It may not seem like very much You touch these tired eyes of mine