Better Hold On

I've held on to jobs that broke me

I've held on to loves long lost

Held on to keys in fists on darkened city blocks

I've held on to conversations

I've held on on the phone

Held on while he decided that he'd rather be alone

And I guess I must not deserve better

But I'm losing my grip from holding on

I can't see a fucking movie

Without craning to see he's round

I still hope I catch his favorites, though I can't say that out loud

I've held on with muscles clenching

Held on to the shame they teach

I've held on to my own tongue at every comment raised to me

And I guess I must not deserve better

But I'm losing my grip from holding on

Maybe someday I'll let it go,

Just pick the weeds before they grow,

Cause I'm losing my grip from holding on

Losing my grip from holding on

Losing my grip from holding on

Losing my grip from holding on