Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander David Duda
Songwriter
Robert Philip Deckhart
Songwriter
Lyrics
Can I tell you a secret
And only if you promise to keep it
I've been feeling weak
And I don't know if it's worth finding a treatment
Or should I end it all after the weekend
But don't call it a weak end
I tried to stay strong
I play along and pretend nothing's wrong
But this act has gone on for too long
I can't take it anymore, now I need to go home
Pack my bags and just leave the same way that I came
Same head held high, same name
I can't complain
Because I got everything that I came for
But lost everything I could afford
But who's keeping score
It doesn't even matter anymore
If I don't make it as a rapper and I'm poor
And I'm working 40 hours just to make a couple dollars at the store
Put the groceries in the bag
Put the pennies in the drawer
And ignore me, my life is boring
There's no reason to tell the whole world my story
There's no glory in the person I've become
No matter how far I run I can't escape the place that I came from
I can't change the things that I'm made of
Whether I chase love or take drugs
I just wanna wake up finally comfortable with who I am
I don't need to understand every step of the plan
You don't need to hold my hand, but I might fall
And if I do, you're the only person I'm gonna call
In a world where nobody really knows me at all
You recognized my potential and saw through all my flaws
You held your applause but supported my cause
Back before I had a clue who I was
Now I'm losing touch with everyone that I trust
I look to you for a little tough love
Tough
Tough
Tough Love
I look to you for a little tough love
I look to you for a little tough love
Tough Love
Tough Love
I look to you for a little tough love
I look to you for a little tough love
Tough Love
Yeah
Writer(s): Alex Duda, Robert Deckhart
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