Opened up my journal to a page
Everything that hurts me′s still the same
Feels like there's nothin′ new for me to say
Why, why, why? Why, why, why?
Sweatin' through the sheets, shakin' in bed
Visions of her naked in my head
But I went off and chose myself instead
Why, why, why?
Ease my mind
I don′t know why
I-I don′t know, I don't know why
Why, why, why?
I stepped off the stage with nothin′ left
All the lights were f— with my head
But here I am, singin' songs again
Why, why, why?
Ease my mind
I don′t know why
I-I don't know, I don′t know why
Why, why, why?
Why, why, why?
Feels like everything goes 'round and 'round
And ′round, and ′round, and 'round it goes
Feels like everything goes ′round and 'round
And ′round, and 'round, and ′round, it
I thought I was about to be a father
Shook me to the core, I'm still a kid
(ooh)
Sometimes I still cry out for my mother
Why, why, why? Why, why, why?
I don't know why
I-I don′t know, I don′t know why
Why, why, why?
Why, why, why?
Feels like everything goes 'round and ′round
And 'round, and ′round, and 'round it goes
Feels like everything goes ′round and 'round
And 'round, and ′round, and ′round, it goes
Writer(s): Scott Harris Friedman, Shawn Mendes, Mike Sabath, Eddie Benjamin
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