If I knew how I could make it even
I would hand my life over to you
If I knew how I could make it even
I would hand my life over to you
Everything I do, I do wrong
I just hope somehow I’m failing up
‘Bandon ship I’m on to something else
Soon as it gets hard and I get stuck
Imagine what you’d do with my hands
Someone who is not a fuckin’ klutz
Got the opposite of Midas touch
Someone who could feel like they’re enough
Breaking glass, Breaking Sound shows
Knowing ain’t no way an A&R showing up
Did it and they didn’t sure enough
Drinking after til I’m throwing up
Favorite artist walked in for the opener
And left before I made it up
That was real, I wish I made it up
Too bad he missed the way I ate it up, fuck
If I knew how I could make it even
I would hand my life over to you
If I knew how I could make it even
I would hand my life over to you