Ryan Schmidt Under Attack
I am under attack
Will you have my back?
I bought you flowers for your birthday
You tried to tell me you weren’t worth it.
We would misbehave
Rarely play it safe.
You drew hearts in the window
When they were fogged up, we were incognito
We aren’t who we oughta be
We are not on track
This is not my odyssey
But I’m under attack
I’ve remained confused
Searching for the excuse
I know it’s unfair to keep you on call
When I need some warmth from the snowfall
Tell me what’s the plan
Do I need to find you a man?
Someone who is smarter, works a little harder
You think that he’s for real, he’s just trying to be your martyr
We aren’t who we oughta be
We are not on track
This is not my odyssey
But I’m under attack
Watch my back, I'll storm the gates
I'll react, you'll hesitate
Follow close to rescue me
then you'll know, then you'll see
We aren’t who we oughta be
We are not on track
This is not my odyssey
But I’m under attack
