Tourniquet — Oh Well lyrics

Lyrics

Can’t help about the shape I’m in I can’t sing, I ain’t pretty and my legs are thin
Don’t ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to Oh well…
Now when I talk to God I know He understands
He says «Stick by me, I’ll be your guiding hand»
Don’t ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to Oh well…