Convinced I'm Wrong

Don't try and sound right, just hope your honest

Trust you'll end up somewhere

That girl that made you promise

She says "try not to care"

I don't know if I'm good, and everyone knows it

You ever feel you were meant to be alone?

Because I saw a play and and a character said

That he was destined to never feel at home

Don't go tonight, I'm looking for salt in a snow globe

Because what I had is slipping fast.

Dr. Howe, Please call back

I'm not sleeping in, I don't care

I'm singing loud but no one hears

I'll wake up tomorrow and still feel wrong for these days

What I had is slipping fast

Dr. Howe Please call me back.

What good am I to anyone like this?

It's been a hard couple months I'll admit

After tonight I'm not so convinced that I'm wrong

I feel at ease with my lows, and I'll take it.

Lord knows I'll take it.

Tonight they're explainable, far from extraneous.

Always expectant

I seldom discover or turn flaws into questions.

Great questions of the times.

I guess I'm an artist who's confines brought him luck

Choked by second guessing

I know that's not enough.