Heal

Black boots, black jeans, black beard

Walking down the street in the morning

Then I lit up a cigarette

And put my headphones on

And I listen to Van Etten sing

You gotta give out

Give up

Give out

Give up

Give out

Give up

Give in

Give out

Give up

Give in

Give in

Give in

Give in

I was better than I felt in years

Then I looked to the streets

And I looked to my fears

I know that something was going round these tears

I was hurting people

So close to me

I spent ten long years feeling so fucking bad

I know you cheated on me

But I cheated on myself

I was fallin' way out when she sent those pictures off

And I knew it wasn't me and I knew it wasn't her

And I knew it wasn't me and I knew it wasn't her

And I knew it wasn't me and I knew it wasn't her

You gotta give up

Give out

Give in

Give up

Give out

Give in

Give up

Give out

Give in

Give in

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

Take it even further back to darker times

When I drank too much, and I took too much

I lied to all my friends about who I was

But can you listen to me

Now I'm all grown up

I spent two long years just losing my mind

Thank you Kristen for keeping me clean

And we're painted like the warrior

And we're painted like the warrior

And we're painted like the warrior

And we're painted like the warrior

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal

You gotta heal