Hard Sell

I'm tryin' to make something of myself
 On better days, I go buy the hard sell
 But I feel like I'm working with barbed wire and moth wings
 'Cause I can't really get a hold of many things
 I'm one deep breath away from a breakdown
 My nerves are wrecked and coming unwound
 The world is hostile and I'm fragile and I need
 Someone to kiss the cuts and tell me to keep trying
 Is it me? Is it really just me?
 Does everybody have it together or are we all pretending?
 Is it me? Is it really just me?
 Holding it together with one loose string
 That I can't stop, I can't stop
 I can't stop pulling
 I rip myself apart at the seams
 I find one weak spot and start unravelling
 Hoping I can find a better me
 A fresh new start buried under me
 Is it me? Is it really just me?
 Does everybody have it together or are we all pretending?
 Is it me? Is it really just me?
 Holding it together with one loose string
 That I can't stop, I can't stop
 I can't stop pulling
 Can we stop pretending now?
 Can we stop pretending now?
 Can we all admit that we don't have it figured out
 Can we stop pretending now?
 Can we stop pretending now?
 Can we all admit that we don't have it figured out
 Is it me? Is it really just me?
 Does everybody have it together or are we all pretending?
 Is it me? Is it really just me?
 Holding it together with one loose string
 That I can't stop, I can't stop
 I can't stop pulling
 I can't stop pulling
 I can't stop pulling