A Sharp Pain

ThxSoMch

I wanna break you to a thousand little pieces

And rearrange you into something for myself

I'm playing God, I'm playing God, I'm playing Jesus

It's what I think about while I'm all by myself

 

Pull on my legs and spread 'em open 'cause I need it

The doctor said that having friends is good for health

Sometimes I wonder, "How the hell am I still breathing?"

Need you to tie me to a tree so I can tell

 

(It's getting hard) It's getting hard, it's getting hard

It's getting hard, hard to be alone

It's getting hard, it's getting hard

It's getting hard, hard to be alone

It's getting hard, it's getting hard

It's getting hard, it's getting hard to be alone

(Hard, getting hard, it's hard to—getting hard)

It's getting hard, it's getting hard

It's getting hard, hard to be alone

(It's getting hard, getting hard, it's hard to—getting hard)

It's getting—

 

It's getting hard

(It's getting hard, getting hard, it's hard to—getting hard)

It's getting hard

(It's getting hard, getting hard, it's hard to—getting hard)

It's getting hard

(It's getting hard, getting hard, it's hard to—getting hard)

It's getting hard

(It's getting hard, getting hard, it's hard to—getting hard)

It's getting—

 

Want you to wrap your arms around me and keep squeezing

Until I bleed from every hole, it could be swell

I'm needing God, I'm needing God, I'm needing Jesus

I need somebody to check in 'cause I'm not well