[Intro]
Yeah, alright
I want you to put the delay on my voice
Put the delay on my voice, don't be a jackass
Alright, cool, that sounds better just turn it up
[Verse 1]
Tight room, making the best of it
Can't move in this nasty pit
And I'm planning to dance when the lights hit
No eyes watching my mistakes
They can only hear when my voice breaks
I gotta beat myself down
Before I can be great
[Chorus]
Tired from my nine to five
To remember my next line
Do I have a life?
(Winter blues and it's getting colder)
Will it be worth tonight
Sprouting my grey hair and my wrinkled lines
I'm working hard to stay young forever
I hope the neighbors hear this take
The whole block and the city
But I don't want your pity so
I hope you love imperfection
They'll come with sympathy
But I don't want any, alright
[Verse 2]
Woke up, hurts to swallow
Too sick to hit the right note
How am I supposed to perfect what I just broke
My time wasting what I don't need
I could do this tomorrow maybe
We're in the month of the show, and I am still not happy
[Chorus]
Tired from my nine to five
To remember my next line
Do I have a life?
(Winter blues and it's getting colder)
Will it be worth it tonight (Will it be worth it tonight)
Sprouting my grey hair and my wrinkled lines
I'm working hard to stay young forever
I hope the neighbors hear this take (I hope the neighbors hear this take)
The whole block in the city
But I don't want your pity so
I hope you love imperfection (I hope you love imperfection)
They'll come with sympathy
[Bridge]
Living it up to something
We've got to live this together
We've got to live
We've got to live this together
[Chorus]
I hope the neighbors hear this take (I hope the neighbors hear this take)
The whole block and the city
But I don't want your pity so
I hope you love imperfection (I hope you love imperfection)
They'll come with sympathy
I hope the neighbors hear this take (I hope the neighbors hear this take)
The whole block and the city
But I don't want your pity so
I hope you love imperfection (I hope you love imperfection)
They'll come with sympathy
But I don't want any, alright