Struggle To Breathe

I’m looking for a guy who knows what love is
One I can talk to and one who’ll listen to me
One that’s not afraid to cry at sad movies
Who looks past the bitch I can be
And who’ll rub my feet when I come home tired
Is that too much to ask?

Chorus
I struggle to breathe
Like in a smoke filled bar on Broadway
Where bodies are choking my space
I struggle to breathe like I have a thousand directions
Just trying to find one to take
I sit right here but no one see’s me like a bum on Main Street
I struggle to breathe
I struggle I struggle I struggle to breathe

I pull a supersize Hershey bar from my coat pocket
I should eat half but I down the whole thing
When it comes to men my choices are pathetic
With that last call late night breed

I’m not that girl who’s gonna settle
I’m worth so much more than that

I struggle to breathe
Like in a smoke filled bar on Broadway
Where bodies are choking my space
I struggle to breathe like I have a thousand directions
Just tying to find one to take
I sit right here but no one see’s me like a bum on Main Street
I struggle to breathe
I struggle I struggle I struggle to breathe

I may lose a few friends ‘long the way
That’s probably a good thing
I’m just so over that crap
It’s time to cut those strings

I struggle to breathe
Like in a smoke filled bar on Broadway
Where bodies are chokin’ my space
I struggle to breathe like I have a thousand directions
Just trying to find one to take
I sit right here but no one see’s me like a bum on Main Street

I struggle to breathe
Like in a smoke filled bar on Broadway
Where bodies are choking my space
I struggle to breathe like I have a thousand directions
Just trying to find one to take
I sit right here but no one see’s me like a bum on Main Street
I struggle to breathe I struggle I struggle
I struggle to breathe
I struggle to breathe I struggle I struggle
I struggle to breathe I struggle to breathe
I struggle I struggle
I struggle…struggle to breathe

©2017 Kay Williams Mott/Mark Anthony Dolin