A I’m tired of waiting for things to be perfect E/G# Package up my songs in a way I can sell them D. E Why sell my soul for one third of a penny a stream

At the end of the day it’s my art I’m gonna do what makes me happy And I just want to put it out there So I’m just gonna put it out there

So here are my feelings Straight off my brain Maybe I’ll throw in some metaphors That I won’t fully explain I want the words to just flow out Of me

G. A Just putting it out there

G. A.
Just putting it out there

When I first thought about writing this song I wanted to scream into the void No literally I wanted to write a song About screaming into the void It’d be a whole communal screaming thing Hey why don’t we try that now I23

So here are my feelings Straight off my brain Maybe I’ll throw in some metaphors That I won’t fully explain I want the words to just flow out Of me Just putting it out there Just putting it out there

And when the world is falling apart It’s said we turn to the artists But what does the artist do when they’re also falling apart? Comedy songs can only get me so far So give me permission to be sad To be messy To see me

So here are my feelings Straight off my brain Maybe I’ll throw in some metaphors That I won’t fully explain I want the words to just flow out Of me Just putting it out there Just putting it out there