Rely On Me
Jen Wood
This is getting harder
To try and understand
Every subtle meaning
This is getting stranger
To listen to her think
Elements of complication
Elements of complication
Unraveling from your throat
Behind your eyes
There are scary dreams
Underneath your hands
You feel frightening
You can count on me to be the one
You can rely on
You can count on me to be the one
You can rely on
I'm not used to this
I'm not used to this ("You can rely on")
I'm not used to this ("You can rely on")
You are the youth
That I tend to forget
It reminds me of
A child wearing no scars
There was no harm to be done
When we were young
There was no harm to be done
When we were young