Get Through

With a stutter, I'll be talking now

With my sickness

I'll get through somehow

You won't, no you won't

With a fever, I'll put up a fight

With my temper

Can't get through tonight

And you won't, no you won't

I am sick of me and all my...

If I had you, where would I be?

If I was real, could I be free?

If I was real, could I be free?

If I had you, where would I be?

This situation grown a little now

I'm pushing forward

With a stupid scowl

And you won't, no you won't

I've grown my hair a little longer now

I've made

A fool out of myself somehow

And you won't, no, no, no you won't

I am over this, I am over

If I had you, where would I be?

If I was real, could I be free?

If I was real, could I be free?

If I had you, where would I be?

Down on me, down on me

You won't look down on me

Down on me, down on me

You won't look down on me

Go ahead and let me be me

Change this head

And watch me, watch me

If I had you, where would I be?

If I was real, could I be free?

If I was real, could I be free?

If I had you, where would I be?