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