Interpret:

Cassadee Pope

Album:

The Voice

You feel like a candle in a hurricane
Just like a picture with a broken frame
Alone and helpless, like you've lost your fight
But you'll be alright, you'll be alright


Cause when push comes to shove
You taste what you're made of
You might bend ?til you break
Cause it's all you can take


On your knees you look up
Decide you've had enough
You get mad, you get strong
Wipe your hands, shake it off
Then you stand


Life's like a novel with the end ripped out
The edge of a canyon with only one way down
Take what you're given before it's gone
And start holdin' on, keep holdin' on


Cause when push comes to shove
You taste what you're made of
You might bend


On your knees you look up
Decide you've had enough
You get mad, you get strong
Wipe your hands, shake it off
You get mad
Then you stand, yeah


On your knees you look up
Decide you've had enough
You get mad, you get strong
Wipe your hands, shake it off
Then you stand, yeah, then you stand
Then you stand