Hunter Skye - Strings Lyrics

I love you, I mean it, I know I need to get help
I'm trying, I'm trying to get me through this hell
I'm smoking, I'm choking on things that I didn't say
I'm dying, I'm lying when I say I'm okay

And the strings are way too tight

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know I need to get help
I know we don't talk much, but I still wish you well
You're an artist, you like to draw the moon as it fell
And I'm still here writing a shitty song

And the strings are way too tight
The strings are way too tight

Who am I to tell you, you shouldn't be
I'm a train wreck with no confidence
I smoke too much weed
You're probably at some indie show in the middle of nowhere
Letting some guy put his fingers through your hair
Your hair
Your hair

I love you, I mean it, I know I need to get help
I'm trying, I'm trying to get me through this hell
I'm smoking, I'm choking on things that I didn't say
I'm dying, I'm lying when I say I'm okay

And the strings are way too tight
The strings are way too tight