State of Mind

I tend to come off wrong
When you look at all the things that I have done
If you look at only what you see
I'm a puzzle piece and it all falls down on me
I'll find a better state of mind when I'm on my own
I can't be bothered to get it right
It'll come in time, in time
Something's so sweet about
Seeing things through a broken lens
I know I fuck it up
But it's what I need in the end
Hold on to the promise of
Better days, it's been dark too long
In the backseat of my mind I find all the perfect ways of killing time
I can't be bothered to get it right
It'll come in time, in time
Something's so sweet about
Seeing things through a broken lens
I know I fuck it up
But it's what I need in the end
I learned the hard way
Same mistake over and over
Till I get it through my head
What it is I need in the end
In the end, in the end
Something's so sweet about being stuck in a broken lens
I know I fuck it up but it's what I need in the end
I learned the hard way the* same mistake over and over
Till I get it through my head, what it is I need in the end
In the end, in the end
I tend to come off wrong