Better Hold On by Emma Copp Lyrics

I've held on to jobs that broke me
I've held on to loves long lost
Held on to keys in fists on darkened city blocks

I've held on to conversations
I've held on on the phone
Held on while he decided that he'd rather be alone

And I guess I must not deserve better
But I'm losing my grip from holding on

I can't see a fucking movie
Without craning to see he's round
I still hope I catch his favorites, though I can't say that out loud

I've held on with muscles clenching
Held on to thе shame they teach
I'vе held on to my own tongue at every comment raised to me

And I guess I must not deserve better
But I'm losing my grip from holding on
Maybe someday I'll let it go
Just pick the weeds before they grow

Cause I'm losing my grip from holding on
Losing my grip from holding on
Losing my grip from holding on
Losing my grip from holding on