Sympathy

Some days I can't leave it at all
Can't leave my space and feel too wound up to see you
And I wanted to tell you how much I like it when you come out your shell
Most days I just fall short of my own expectations, if I'm honest
Then the conversation it just goes on and on
It takes a while for me to get you when you're down, you know

I wish I could have lived through all your problems
It's like sympathy comin' from a girl who doesn't understand
Doesn't understand

(I wish I could have lived)
(Doesn't understand)