It's not you. it's me Same old story, every morning One too many times, like twenty times this week And I'm standin' on two feet But only barely, it's kinda scary Knowing you just might decide to try to leave
'Cause everyone except for me Knows how to open up It looks so easy on TV But when it comes to us
How am I supposed to love you? (You) When I just can't see Miss all the way that you said that you'd do (You'd do) When you look at me We'll run in circles around my heart 'Cause I'm not ready the way you are So, how am I supposed to love you Mm-hmm, mm, if I can't love me?
Littlе things you do You left me flowers on thе counter With a note that read, "I'm such a mess for you" If you like such a fool 'Cause I sure want you, I really want to But I'm paralyzed, I'm tryna hide the truth
'Cause everyone except for me Knows how to open up It looks so easy on TV But when it comes to us
How am I supposed to love you? (How am I, how am I supposed?) When I just can't see (Just can't see) Miss all the way that you said that you'd do (Miss all the way, miss all the way you'd do) When you look at me (Look at me) We'll run in circles around my heart 'Cause I'm not ready the way you are So, how am I supposed to love you (How am I, how am I supposed?) Mm-hmm, mm, if I can't love me?
If I can't love me? Mm-hmm, mm, if I can't love me?
Compositores: Jackson Henry Foote, Anson Phillip Long-seabra (Anson Seabra) ECAD: Obra #32349415