i wanna be your right hand

"You're good for nothing", you said it once to me before

Found someone wiser, better, but that was just in my thoughts

Intrusive thoughts have gotten worser, I should drink some water

Confuse myself as another, I've been feeling smaller

Smaller

Smaller

I'm getting on it I, I-I-I'm getting on it

I made a promise I, I-I-I-I-I'm honest

A dime a dozen? You, you're worth the compromises, you

Ooh, I wanna be your right hand

Wanna be your right hand

Be your right hand

Rain hits the window, only to see the other side is dry

Depicts a feeling of being torn between two sides

There's a side of me that closed, another overpowers

One stays in bed asleep, other's counting hours

Hours

Hours

One, two, three, four

I'm getting on it I, I-I-I'm getting on it

I made a promise I, I-I-I-I-I'm honest

A dime a dozen? You, you're worth the compromises, you

Ooh, I wanna be your right hand

Wanna be your right hand

Be your right hand