greener grass

What's wrong with the world?
The answer ain’t written at the bottom of a bottle
But I’ll try and try again, till I start to feel
Something for the first time since you left me
Till I’m not as empty as the space you left in my bed

I’ll pick the broken pieces, of my life
Stay on this long road to the other side
My momma told me it’s okay to cry
So I’m gonna try
To pick myself up, and to learn to love again
To rediscover what I used to like about myself
I’ll fake this smile until I mean it
It’ll take some time but I’ll get there and I’ll see the greener grass

Woah oh oh Woah Woah oh oh oh Woah oh oh
Woah oh oh Woah Woah oh oh oh Woah oh oh

I struggle to open up my eyes
What’s the point?
Is there light at the end of the tunnel?
Or is this just a downward spiral
I’m looking for hope, just a sliver, just a sliver
Not a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow

How do I go on? How do I go on?

I’ll pick the broken pieces, of my life
Stay on this long road to the other side
My momma told me it’s okay to cry
So I’m gonna try
To pick myself up, and to learn to love again
To rediscover what I used to like about myself
I’ll fake this smile until I mean it
It’ll take some time but I’ll get there and I’ll see the greener grass

Woah oh oh Woah Woah oh oh oh Woah oh oh
Woah oh oh Woah Woah oh oh oh Woah oh oh