i wanna be your right hand

You're good for nothing
 You said it once to me before
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 Found someone wiser, better
 But that was just in my thoughts
 
 Intrusive thoughts have gotten worser I should drink some water
 Confuse myself as another
 I've been feeling smaller
 Smaller, smaller
 I'm getting on it, I-I-I-I'm getting on it
 I made a promise, I-I-I-I-I-I'm honest
 A dime a dozen?
 You, you're worth the compromises
 You, you
 I wanna be your right hand, wanna be your right hand, be your right hand
 Rain hits the window
 Only to see the other side is dry
 Depicts a feeling of being torn between two sides
 There's a side of me that closed another overpowers
 One stays in bed asleep
 Others counting hours
 Hours, hours, 1-2-3-4
 I'm getting on it, I-I-I-I'm getting on it
 I made a promise, I-I-I-I-I-I'm honest
 A dime a dozen?
 You, you're worth compromises
 You, you
 I wanna be your right hand, wanna be your right hand, be your right hand