everytime i think it's safe
i find myself at a new low
swear nothing could disappoint me by now
little do i know

screaming nothing can hurt me
tears of gold and heart of steel
but underneath my shiny armor
all i do is feel

and i think it's silly
i let dumb **** **** me
swallowed up by unnecessary feelings
can't get to me
why so gloomy
my need to be strong has really ******* me

tell everyone i meet i don't need them
or their help
before they even offer to assert dominance
or maybe just isolate myself

stressing how happy i am
emphasizing the dimples in my cheeks
pointing out my own strength
to hide the fact i feel so weak

and i think it's silly
i'm the one who kills me
by downplaying the doubts i'm feeling
stand next to me
and you'll see through me
my need to be strong has really ******* me