Wreckage

Wreckage - Best Coast

Lyrics by：Bethany Cosentino/Bobb Bruno

Composed by：Bethany Cosentino/Bobb Bruno

So sorry for everything

You know I really wanted it to work out

I put the blame on everybody

Was incapable of not being stressed out

I I wanted to move on

But I I kept writing the same songs

Now that everything's burned down

I can put it all to bed

If only I could make sense of it

When it's swirling in my head

I'm so sick of being proud

And I've got nothing left to say

Guess I'm really still the best at

Getting in my own way

So if I'm good now

Then why do I feel

Like a failure

Almost every day

And if I'm wise now

Then why do I feel

Like I'm lying

Straight to your face

I I wanted to move on

But I I keep doing this thing wrong

Now that everything's burned down

I can put it all to bed

If only I could make sense of it

When it's swirling in my head

I'm so sick of being proud

And I've got nothing left to say

Guess I'm really still the best at

Getting in my own way

I'll keep pushing forward

So I don't slip way behind

Now that everything's burned down

I can put it all to bed

If only I could make sense of it

When it's swirling in my head

I'm so sick of being proud

And I've got nothing left to say

Guess I'm really still the best at

Getting in my own way

No one's saying that I've got to be perfect

So why do I keep pushing myself

No one's saying that I've got to be perfect

So why do I keep pushing myself