Was that a message in my dream
Can you tell me what it means?
‘Cause I broke your crystal ball
With those repeated questions
Even the good ones push away
(Even the good ones push away)
I’m so bitter but it feels like it’s my fault
But I’ll let you in before I build my wall
Even the good ones push away
Even the good ones push away
(Even the good ones push away)
I’m so bitter but it feels like it’s my fault
But I’ll let you in before I build my wall
‘Cause best friends can’t be therapists
And I’ve become aware of this
Than let them hear me cry
(Than let them hear me cry)
Even the good ones push away
(Even the good ones push away)
I’m so bitter but it feels like it’s my fault
But I’ll let you in before I build my wall
Even the good ones push away