i wanna be your right hand

"You're good for nothing", you said it once to me before
Found someone wiser, better, but that was just in my thoughts
Intrusive thoughts have gotten worser, I should drink some water
Confuse myself as another, I've been feeling smaller
Smaller
Smaller
I'm getting on it I, I-I-I'm getting on it
I made a promise I, I-I-I-I-I'm honest
A dime a dozen? You, you're worth the compromises, you
Ooh, I wanna be your right hand
Wanna be your right hand
Be your right hand
Rain hits the window, only to see the other side is dry
Depicts a feeling of being torn between two sides
There's a side of me that closed, another overpowers
One stays in bed asleep, other's counting hours
Hours
Hours
One
Two
Three
Four
I'm getting on it I, I-I-I'm getting on it
I made a promise I, I-I-I-I-I'm honest
A dime a dozen? You, you're worth the compromises, you
Ooh, I wanna be your right hand
Wanna be your right hand
Be your right hand