Overthinking conversations that I'm having in my head Wondering if I should just lay here and put it all to bed My imagination, it runs away with my common sense Every word unspoken is still something that I shoulda said Is it grace or is it silence? Speaking up just feels like violence, oh And there's never perfect timing So I smile instead of dying It's not the place I wanna be These aren't the thoughts I wanna think If these are the cards I gotta play I'll pray and wait for better days Hold my head up, try not to sink Do what I know works best for me If these are the cards I gotta play I'll pray and wait for better days Better days Counting all the questions that I never really got to ask Hiding all the damage underneath a fragile painted mask Every time I reach for you, I feel you slip away like past I don't know what hurts more, what you say or what you did to me Is it grace or is it silence? Speaking up just feels like violence And there's never perfect timing So I smile to hide the dying It's not the place I wanna be These aren't the thoughts I wanna think If these are the cards I gotta play I'll pray and wait for better days Hold my head up, try not to sink Do what I know works best for me If these are the cards I gotta play I'll pray and wait for better days I'll wait, I'll wait for better days I'll wait, I'll wait for better days