Must be something in the way you walk   Must be something in the way you talk   I'm not sure just yet   Must be something in the way you dream   You just go home all the thirteen days in between you and I   This is me before I fall apart   This is me before I come undone   I've been tired for days and days   I've been tired for days and days      What's your matter that the fortune don't   All the beauty and I say, "Stop, why won't you be mine?"   Must be something in the way you taste   Lips are magic sause and I say, "Stop, why won't you be mine?"      This is me before I fall apart   This is me before I come undone   I've been tired for days and days   I've been tired for days and days      Well, it could have been a month or it could have been a year   But I, I gave up long before, long before you cared   Her art inspired me to, to do my best   And to paint my music like, like I saw it best   And she says I grew up well, well...   Well, I grew up strong cause no one's got my back   No one's gonna write me my songs   Could have been a month or it could have been a year   But I, I gave up long before      Cause I've been tired for days and days   Oh, I've been tired for days and days and days   Oh, I've been tired for days and days and days   Well, I've been tired for days and days and days      Could have been a month or it could have been a year   But I gave up long before, long before you cared   Her art inspired me to, to do my best    And to paint my music like, like I saw it best   And she says I grew up well, well   Well, I grew up strong cause no one's got my back   No one's gonna write me my songs      Could have been a month or it could have been a year   But I, I gave up long before   Cause I've been tired for days and days   Well, I've been tired for days and days and days   Well, I've been tired for days and days and days