again in my bed rot
in my head with the lights off
thinking about what they said
the other day
why do I pay it
why do I do it
why am wasting away at this?
but I then see her waiting
instructor over my ear saying
you can do this
she'll give me a reason
a point in the right direction
this is what I belong in
you'll hear some say
“beauty school sucksx2”
but when you connect the dots
you'll find the way
to make it out okay
and sometimes I say
“beauty school sucksx2”
but it'll make me happy one day
pick my chin up
drive again for what feels like
the millionth time this month
to a place you learn to tolerate
repeat pre chorus and chorus
every little coincidence makes too much sense
For me not to find hope in this mess
In time it'll grant me peace
in time the journey will connect the dots for me