How Can I Make This Right
I feel like I can’t do anything right.
No matter where I turn, not matter where I look.
You’re there, telling me I’ve done wrong.
But not saying why, just that it doesn’t matter.
I lay down at night, wondering what I’ve done.
And how I can fix it,, and I know I cant.
So forever more, I’ll lay here at night thinking how can I make this right?
No matter where I turn, not matter where I look.
You’re there, telling me I’ve done wrong.
But not saying why, just that it doesn’t matter.
I lay down at night, wondering what I’ve done.
And how I can fix it,, and I know I cant.
So forever more, I’ll lay here at night thinking how can I make this right?