Forget The Girl Give It To Me
Possibilities, things I cannot see All these things in
me they're sifting me, sifting me Things that I can’t
know
Ways that I can grow All these things they make me tired
But I wouldn’t trade this life for anything / This
beautiful mess is turning This beautiful mess is turning
I know there’s another day I know I will find my way
Give it to me, give it to me, yeah
Sad realities, closed up things in me Lies they’re
telling me they’re sifting me, sifting me
I try to make it through the day But all these things
get in my way And all I know is I am tired
