Problem

I think

I've got a problem

I think it's called self-sabotage

Why am I bothered

By people's portraits on the walls

In bars on Broadway

Fake compliments in bathroom stalls

Along the highway

I won't remember them at all

I think I see the problem

I think I know what it's about

I've gotten softer

Thought I'd be reconciled by now

But I'm an imposter

And I swear to God when I get out

Of this disaster

I'll never have another doubt

And I'll take my time

If it means I'll get a chance at it

I'll make my mind up

When I know I can handle it

And I'm out of line

But it's fine in the grand scheme of it

'Cause I'm not taking any more weight prisoner tonight

I think I am the problem

I think I do it to myself

I'm moving on from

Wishing I could be someone else

And being so solemn

So many good things can come to you from a problem

Guess I've got some solving to do

And I'll take my time

If it means I'll get a chance at it

I'll make my mind up

When I know I can handle it

And I'm out of line

But it's fine in the grand scheme of it

'Cause I'm not taking any more weight prisoner tonight

And I'm out of line

But it's fine in the grand scheme of it

'Cause I'm not taking any more weight prisoner tonight