Lyric Plan B

You ve always been searching for something
But everything seems so so-so
Tightly close your eyes
Hold out your hand
We ll make a stand
Forget their plans
And their demands
Plan B
They re testing you, but don t worry
Plan B
This week I m strong enough for two
I m coming
I m running
I m burning
I wouldn t sell you anything
It starts off just joking
And then they stop talking to you
And that s the worst thing of all
The worst thing of all
Whispers more than loud enough
Try to make you feel not good enough
Try this
Don t believe your eyes
Hold out your hand
We ll make a stand
Forget their plans
And their demands
Plan B
Bill Withers was good to me
Plan B
Pretend I m Bill and lean on me
I m coming
I m running
I m burning
I wouldn t sell you anything
Plan B
Hold on to me
Plan B
No don t be nervous
Just trust in me
I m coming
I m running
I m burning
I wouldn t sell you anything