I tape photos on my wall
of people I love
to remind of places that I'd rather be.
And I leave my room sometimes
and go out side to know there's people in this city
besides me.
And I try to get by
without bitterness creeping to the surface of my life.
I try to get by
without admitting how helpless I feel sometimes.
It's just that I can't relate
to so many people and even more people probably can't relate to me.
And I guess I'm scared of friendship,
like it's all one big joke.
Like, how could anyone good ever see good in me?
But sometimes you help me understand,
put drumsticks in my hand,
say come on let's start a band,
and even though I'm
a mess on guitar
you say that I'm shredding
and that we're both superstars
and for a while that's what we are.
Cuz you can read a book and you can feel so smart
or you could paint in your room and it's a priceless work of art
or you can hop on your bike and feel so strong
or you could make yourself thinner and even if you do it wrong,
you did something.
You are worth something.
Maybe just for a while, but with knowing
you did something
and you have potential still,
as long as you try to get by
without bitterness creeping to the surface of your life.
Oh, try to get by,
try admitting how helpless you feel sometimes,
cuz that's alright,
as long as you try try to get by,
try to get by,
try to get by,
try to get by.