Please excuse me for the way I act
So Ive asked too many times
Drawing circles to show where Im at
As if they leave me to unwind
I know I like the idea of providence
So I voice my head
Though I always spill my blood on the table
Though I like the idea of confidence
Im in love with control
Im in love with control
Im in love with control
Im in love with control
Please excuse me for the way I act
So I cant seem to recall
Too aware if thats too many times
Is it okay I like to hold on?
Though I like the idea of permanence
I keep my mouth shut
And only try to speak when Im able
Though I like the idea of you sleeping next to me
Im waiting just to watch you go
Im in love with control
Im in love with control
Im in love with control
Im in love with control
Though I like the idea of providence
I know I cant see straight
With my head through the table
Though I like the idea of confidence
You pull me like a bed
You unraveled in my head
Im in love with control
Im in love with control
Im in love with control
Im in love with control
Im in love with control
Im in love with control
Im in love with control