ask me bout the way i am
sometimes i don t give a damn
i don t want to live this way
but i don t think i have a say
so don t tell me who to be

cause the bough will break
and my heart it aches
and my heart will ache tomorrow
and i fear the night
and the morning light
cause i think my time is borrowed

ask me bout the way i feel
sometimes i know it ain t real
maybe if you hold me tight
i can pretend that it s alright
please tell me who to be

ask me how i am today
i can t lie to you okay
maybe you will dry my tears
maybe my eyes never clear
but this is who i need to be

cause the bough will break
and my heart it aches
and my heart will ache tomorrow
and i see the night
and the morning light
cause i think my time is borrowed

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