Empty Handed - Michelle Branch

Here I am, Take me.

It’s easier to give in. Some people mistake me.

They only hear what they want to hear.

If you’re losing sleep, forgive me.

I just can’t keep pretending.

I’m packing my bags cause I don’t wanna be, The only one who’s drowning in their misery.

And I’ll take that chance, cause I just wanna breathe.

And I won’t look back and wonder how it’s supposed to be, how it’s supposed to be.

There’s a prism by the window.

It lets the light leak in.

I wish you would let me.

You feel the water but do you swim.

And it’s only me, empty-handed.

With a childish grin, and a camera,

I’m packing my bags cause I don’t wanna be, the only one who’s drowning in their misery.

And I’ll take that chance cause I just wanna breathe.

And I won’t look back and wonder how it’s supposed to be

I’m packing my bags cause I don’t wanna be la da da da the only one who’s

drowning in their misery.

And I’ll take that chance, cause I just wanna breathe.

And I won’t look back and wonder how it’s supposed to be how it’s supposed to be.