I know it won't work - Gracie Abrams

I don't know why I thought that you could make me happy These tears I cry for you are so hopeless, yeah I don't know why I thought that we were going somewhere But you grabbed your coat and you were out the door And now I know you don't care I know you're gonna take your love and run I know you think I'm the foolish one I know you're gonna turn around and say goodbye I used to think you were my pretty angel coming down Well, now you've just proven me wrong, yeah What about the letters we have written? All the things we've said and done But I'll just stand here while you count the battles you have won I know you're gonna take your love and run I know you think I'm the foolish one I know you're gonna turn around and say goodbye I know it But I'm not gonna cry for you 'Cause that's what you want me to do No, I'm not gonna cry for you anymore I know you're gonna take your love and run I know you think I'm the foolish one I know you're gonna turn around and say goodbye I know it Take your love and run from me Is this the way love's supposed to be? You don't think that I can see You can't fool me 'Cause I'm not gonna cry for you 'Cause that's what you want me to do No, I'm not gonna cry for you anymore I know you're gonna take your love and run I know you think I'm the foolish one I know you're gonna turn around and say goodbye I know it I know you're gonna take your love and run I know you think I'm the foolish one I know you're gonna turn around and say goodbye I know it Take your love and run from me Is this the way love's supposed to be? You don't think that I can see

Hit me 3-1-0 And I'll be home at some point Past sundown, 'cause traffic You already know that, oh I'll put on a show if you just come over I'm sorry, your house is in Glendale or somewhere far I would drive all night to get to you But my curfew is early and mom's up at home I would run for miles to get to you But you gotta understand I can't, 'cause M-I-N-O-R I'm minorly stuck And it's not your fault Just how things are M-I-N-O-R I'm all out of luck I'm minorly stuck, oh Hit me 3-1-0 We'll meet by the freeway It's shady, but better than nothing Oh, take my word I grew up not far but never been down here At this time your house is in Glendale Or somewhere far I would drive all night to get to you But my curfew is early and dad's at the door I would run for miles to get to you But you gotta understand I can't, 'cause M-I-N-O-R I'm minorly stuck And it's not your fault Just how things are M-I-N-O-R I'm all out of luck I'm minorly stuck, oh M-I-N-O-R I'm minorly stuck And it's not your fault Just how things are M-I-N-O-R I'm all out of luck I'm minorly stuck, oh

I still avoid medication I'd rather take a vacation Drive around all of the outlets Buy things and later regret it Spend the whole week in Hawaii Fall asleep under the palm trees Down a whole bottle of whiskey Counting the people who hate me I don't know if I'll be alright What will it take to make this good? Oh, someone tell me it gets better Better, better, better Because for tonight, I'm just not alright What if I drove to you backwards? Jump in the shallow end headfirst Burn my emergency contact Run for the hills when it gets bad What if I never move out? I'd live in the basement my whole life I got the chills when I said that I never thought of a fallback I don't know if I'll be alright (alright) What will it take to make this good? Oh, someone tell me it gets better Better, better, better Because for tonight, I'm just not alright