Little Things

I put my head on my shoulders

Try to be someone, yeah

I tilt my person three degrees

To try to get along, yeah

It's so uncomfortable trying

To fit into this skin, yeah

I put my head on my shoulders

Try to be someone, yeah

When the world outside

Is outta control like my mind

I take it all in stride

Why, why, why?

Why do I feel so calm

When everything goes wrong?

Is that what I want?

Why, why?

It's the little things I get mad about

The couch is so worn-in

Little things are gonna bring me down

Can't smile with a double chin

So while I'm waiting, chasing awakenings

It's the little things that all add up

Death by a thousand cuts

It's death by a thousand cuts

There's a physical reaction

When I'm craving distress

Yeah I might have to take it out

'Cause it can't stay in my chest

Don't I look better when I'm slouching

With a pebble on my back?

And the second I admit it

I wish I could take it back

Why do I feel so calm

When everything goes wrong?

Is that what I want?

Why, why?

It's the little things I get mad about

The couch is so worn-in

Little things are gonna bring me down

Can't smile with a double chin

So while I'm waiting, chasing awakenings

It's the little things that all add up

Death by a thousand cuts

I put my head on my shoulders

Try to be someone, yeah

I tilt my person three degrees

To try to get along, yeah

It's so uncomfortable

Trying to fit into this skin, yeah

I put my head on my shoulders

Try to be someone, yeah

Death by a thousand

Death by a thousand little things

Death by a thousand

Death by a thousand little things