everything's crooked i tried to be myself at first it was oh no now its more oh well i tried to hold the line and it left my palms raw i tried to make it right but it was beyond repair all along
i turn away because i don't want to be seen i tried to have friends i tried to stay clean i tried to make amends i tried to ignore the call but its coming from inside the house i wish it'd all just stop
i turn into myself cause all i know is that i've never felt your love and i cannot have you back i'm never what you want surely never what you need i tried and in the end it's simply because i'm me
i don't want to be here anymore i don't want to have these thoughts i'm sitting in my car before work shepherded by the clock go here go there do this do that i try to feel better but i cant go home because i don't have one just as useless as ever
when i try to step inside my body, it feels like everything is wrong and that it could never be right. the way i am feels like it will never be okay. like some is always just a little.... off.