LYRIC

1,2, Now...

[Verse 1]

Those 3 plus years, I was so proud of

Then I threw them all away, for two Styrofoam cups

The irony - everyone will think that "he lied to me."

Made my sobriety so public there's no fucking privacy

If I don't talk about it then I carry a date

A 08/10/08 that now has been changed

And everyone that put me in some box as a saint

That I never was - just a false prophet that never came

And will they think that everything that I've written has all been fake?

Or will I just take my slip to the grave?

What the fuck are my parents gonna say?

The success story that got his life together and changed

And you know, what pain looks like

When you tell your dad you relapsed and look at him directly into his face

Deceit on your shoulders, deceivingly heavy weight

Haven't seen tears like this on my girl in a while

The trust that I once built has been betrayed

But I'd rather live tellin' the truth and be judged for my mistakes

Than falsely held up, given props, loved and praised

I guess, I gotta get this on the page

Feelin', sick and helpless

Lost the compass where self is

I know what I've gotta do, and I can't help it

One day at a time is what they tell us

Now I've gotta find a way to tell them...

God help him...

[Hook: Ben Bridwell of Band of Horses]

We fell, so hard, now we gotta get back what we lost, lost

I thought you’d gone, but you were with me all along

[Verse 2]

And every kid that came up to me

And said I was the music they listened to when they first got clean

Now look at me - a couple days sober, I'm fighting demons

Back of that meeting on the East Side, shakin' tweakin'

Hope that they don't see it, hope that no one is lookin'

That no one recognizes that failure under that hoodie

Just posted in the back with my hands crossed, shook-en

If they call on me I'm passin' it, they talk to me I'm bookin'

Out that door, but before, I can make it

Somebody stops me and says "Are you Macklemore?

"Maybe this isn't the place or time, I just wanted to say that...

If it wasn't for 'Otherside' I wouldn't have made it..."

I just looked down at the ground and say "Thank you."

She tells me she has 9 months and that she's so grateful

Tears in her eyes lookin' like she's gonna cry, fuck

I barely got forty-eight hours, treated like I'm some wise monk

I want to tell her I relapsed, but I can't

I just shake her hand and tell her "Congrats"

Get back to my car, and I think I'm trippin', yeah

Cause God wrote 'Otherside', that pen was in my hand

I'm just a flawed man - Man, I fucked up...

Like so many others, I just never thought I would

I never thought I would, didn't pick up the book

Doin' it by myself didn't turn out that good

[Bridge]

If I can be an example of gettin' sober

Then I can be an example of startin' over

If I can be an example of gettin' sober

Then I can be an example of startin' over

[Hook]

Macklemore - Starting Over - lyrics


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