Texty: Wreckers (The). Stand Still, Look Pretty. Hard To Love You.

Why do they make it hard to love you?
Why can't they even start to try?
'Cause now I feel a bridge is burning
And all the smoke is in my eyes
I realize I never let them know me
I always wanted to be right
Took a mistake to really show me
Exactly what they were like
I've been wrong but I've been changing
I've been wondering what to do
Here I am alone and waiting
For you
Why do I try and make them happy?
Why am I always playing nice?
It isn't easy trying to tell you
Exactly what's on my mind