I talk too little, too much
I expose too little, too much,
I live too much, too little,
I'm too happy or I'm too depressed
I live my life one extreme to the next
And I'm just waiting for the day I'm middle-ground,
I'm just waiting for someone who pins me down,
Without pinning me down at all
You know it's hard to figure out a pendulum,
Fighting yourself is tough, you know,
I just want to be enough.