Had a show last night it went great
I can only think of this part that i hate
Hard core fumbled a part of one song
I keep replaying the part that went wrong
Bunch of folks after had said it went good
I couldnt help letting them know where i stood
Killing all the audience buzz from that night
Cause i couldnt help saying it wasnt that tight
Caught in between the realms of whats real
People's perceptions verse what i feel
Most of the time its just in my head
I still obsess on the words that i said
I prefer not to talk on the phone
The immediate nature is out of my zone
I prefer text until it gets blown
By one of us misinterpreting tone
Cant say how many times i forgot
That you dont send messages sipping on scotch
I knew from the dots i'd made a mistake
I sent that smiley emoji too late
I can get embarassed in thousands of ways
And i hold that feeling for two or three days
Everybody else has up and moved on
And im still here thinking about why im wrong
Cant help feeling a feel thats this large
I really wish i had a way to discharge
Some folks smoke and others do coke
Im addicted to thinking about what i broke