Count The Stars

So whats wrong with me, I can't sleep,
pull these bedsheets over me and let me be,
with broken hearts, and black and blues,
I' m shivering because I wondered what you'd think,
if I didn't break, and made a change for you
It feels like, the first time, that I am standing on my own,
and I'm not wasted tonight, not wasted tonight
It takes a part of me, can't you see,
I'm pushing through your tidal waves so I can breathe,