On a Wednesday morning, my therapist asked me
"When was the last time you felt happy?"
For the life of me, I couldn't think of a single thing
Can you imagine?
It's like living through a winter that isn't followed by spring
It's so exhausting
Not knowing how to change a single thing
There it is again that rain cloud
It's been following me for days and nights
There it is again that rain cloud
What'll it take for a girl to see some light?
And it's hard
It's hard when you feel like the things you feel aren't justified
So why do I, why do I have so much (so much) darkness inside?
There it is again that rain cloud
It's been following me for days and nights
There it is again that rain cloud
What'll it take for a girl to see some light?
So come and hurt me, try and break me
At least I'll feel better 'bout not getting better
Come and hurt me, try and break me
At least I'll feel better 'bout not getting better
Come and hurt me, try and break me
At least I'll feel better 'bout not-
