Work On Everything

Where is the line
To help me decide
When does my time
Turn to a fine
Don't mess up your balance or it'll fall like rain
That natural talent is something you can't feign
The girl who works on everything will produce nothing
The girl who works all of the time will not get anything right
The girl who works on everything won't produce a thing
The girl who works all of the time will not get anything right
To add something new
Will busy my already overcomplicated loop
How fast can I learn
The week's going faster than the rate that my pages turn
She wants them to think that it all was just luck
She needs that illusion to hold up
The girl who works on everything will produce nothing
The girl who works all of the time will not get anything right
The girl who works on everything won't produce a thing
The girl who works all of the time will not get anything right
Same all of the time I can't feel my hands
Can't let it all go don't know where I'll land
Block all of the noise 'till you hear your breath
Look over the words 'till they read a mess
Same all of the time I can't feel my hands
Can't let it all go don't know where I'll land
Block all of the noise 'till you hear your breath
Look over the words till they read a mess
The girl who works on everything will produce nothing
The girl who works all of the time will not get anything right
The girl who work on everything won't produce a thing
The girl who works all of the time will not get anything right
The girl who works on everything will produce nothing
The girl who works all of the time will not get anything right
The girl who work on everything won't produce a thing
The girl who works all of the time will not get anything right