The Cards

I'm getting used to it but I had enough

I'm sick and tired of always having second thoughts

So I will hold my breath, count to ten

Before restless thoughts come rushing in

I traveled so far

To heal my broken parts

But whatever comes and goes

Stuck in my head until it shows

That it's always me who holds the cards

I sometimes scare myself that I used up my luck

If there's still a chance to ever gain my trust

So I will hold my breath and count to ten

To finally feel I can let you in

I traveled so far

To heal my broken parts

But whatever comes and goes

Stuck in my head until it shows

That it's always me who holds the cards

Don't rush my darling

Don't rush my darling

Don't rush my darling

Don't rush my darling

Don't rush my darling

Don't rush my darling

I traveled so far

To heal my broken parts

But whatever comes and goes

Stuck in my head until it shows

That it's always me who holds the cards