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Maybe I'll get a nose ring
The right side of my face
It could use some reworking
It wouldn't matter anyway
'Cause I still would find something
That a shiny piece of metal couldn't fix
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I'm getting sick of it
Targets I'll never hit
How can I reach the end of it
When there's no finish line
Oh I'm swimming, sinking, oceans deep
Just shy of the surface, close to what I need
I'm holding my breath
And waiting for the water to run clean
Thinking if it did, maybe I'd be happy
God, I'm so hard to please
Would it make any difference
If I knew how to play it cool
Some relief from the friction
Of wishing I was someone new
'Cause I'm worried I'm missing
The point if I keep making changes
Thinking it'll lighten the mood
Then act surprised when it's all falling through
I'm getting sick of it
Targets I'll never hit
How can I reach the end of it
When there's no finish line
Oh I'm swimming, sinking, oceans deep
Just shy of the surface, close to what I need
I'm holding my breath
And waiting for the water to run clean
Thinking if it did, maybe I'd be happy
(Maybe I'd be happy)
(God, I'm so hard to please)
Oh I'm swimming, sinking, oceans deep
Just shy of the surface, close to what I need
I'm holding my breath
And waiting for the water to run clean
Thinking if it did
Maybe I'd be happy
God I'm so hard to please
Maybe I'll get a nose ring
I could use some reworking