Butterfingers by Elephant Jake Lyrics

I'll try, I’ll try to make improvements to areas that you say I'm lacking in
And I try, I try to see what you see but I'm missing it. Good for me, there’s no fixing this, is there?
Well I hope
I sure hope that I am wrong because I would love to avoid any confrontation
On the subject
And I don't feel alone in that sentiment

I try, I try to choose my words and articulate in way that don't only comfort me
And I try, I try to understand individuals and their actions and their thoughts
But I don't draw any conclusions prematurely or punctually reading your reactions
To every move I make
And I'm clinging to these wishful thoughts

But I'm holding on
I'm holding on with my fingertips but my callouses don't grip like they used to
And not for lack of effort or attempt, but a lack of technique

Technique
Technique
There’s no coming up and over remembering she’s older
And true
The things that you tell me to do
I been leading you on
And I never meant to