My lips are shakin'
My nails are bit off
Been a month since
I've heard myself talk
Only advantage this life's
got on me
Picture a cup
in the middle of the sea
And I fought back in my mind
Never lets me be right oh
I got memories I got ****
So much it don't show
Oh I walked the line
When you held me
in the night
Oh I walked the line
When you
held my hand and cried
On empty shells
seem so easy to crack
Got all these questions
Don't know who I could even ask
So I'll just lie alone
and wait for the dream
That I'm not ugly
and you're looking at me