

Woke up late again,
coffee's cold on the counter
My shoes don't match but who's keeping score
Told myself today would be the one that matters
Ended up scrolling through old messages once more (yeah) The map's upside
down and my compass is spinning
But the road still looks better than staying still I'm still learning
how to stand up straight Tripping over words that I meant to
say Laughing at the mess that I made today But maybe that's
the only way to grow (whoa-oh)
She said my jokes land like bricks in a puddle
I laughed too loud at the wrong part again
Trying to sound cool while my voice cracks in the middle
At least I'm honest when the silence kicks in
The future's a rumor I'm still trying to prove
But hope feels louder than the doubt in my head I'm still
learning how to stand up straight Tripping over words that I meant
to say Laughing at the mess that I made today But maybe
that's the only way to grow (whoa-oh)
Sometimes I pray that the pieces will fit
Even when the picture looks nothing like I planned
I'm still learning how to stand up straight Tripping over words that
I meant to say Laughing at the mess that I made today
But maybe that's the only way to grow
(whoa-oh,
yeah!)
Maybe that's the only way to grow