Just Shy of Sure - The Beths

Love in memory

Was a plague that consumed me

Shifted all my priorities

Things I’d die to keep

Swept through all that I hoped to reap

God, I loved how it ruined me

I have kept the hurt buried deep into winter dirt

I watch at night when the mound stirs

This is not the burn I’ve known

It’s an ache in my every bone

Maybe you want to be alone

Maybe I

My head is aching

But if I keep very still

I might be able

To make this work until

The end of the weekend

Weak, but I’ll pretend

That you still want me

I’m the one you adore

But I’m just shy of sure

(I'm just shy of sure)

When do things suffice?

Can you be happy all your life?

Do you think it can happen twice?

Maybe that’s a swing

Hey, you can’t win without entering

Are you cool to lose everything?

Roll the dice

My head is aching

But if I keep very still

I might be able

To make this work until

The end of the weekend

Weak, but I’ll pretend

That you still want me

I’m the one you adore

But I’m just shy of sure

My head is aching

But if I keep very still

I might be able

To make this work until

The end of the weekend

Weak, but I’ll pretend

That you still want me

I’m the one you adore

But I’m just shy of sure

(I'm just shy of sure)