Wy - Nights

I find myself at night
Pulling out my hair cause I can never be enough
I'm hard to be around
I'm bad at playing nice

I find myself at night
Pulling out my hair cause I can never be enough
I'm hard to be around
I'm bad at playing nice

I dressed it up
I chased around
Desperate for a different crowd
I swear I was the weakest one
A fool for staying true to things that always made me roll my eyes
Blind for telling stories that were true
About a coward I don't wanna be
Always true to you but never true to me

I find myself at night
Pulling out my hair cause I can never be enough
I'm hard to be around
I'm bad at playing nice

It fucked me up
So many times
I never slept around
I always held you close but I still feel like I'm screwing up
I ask my mom I ask my dad to tell me why I'm sad
Grew up by telling stories to forget
About the girl I need to be
But never was and never will

And now she makes me wanna die
Though i'm glad to be alive

I find myself at night
I find myself at night