Lyrics:

I guess I’m stuck like this,
I guess you could say that I had this coming,
The way I see it, it’s hard for me to fake
That I spend my time writing things I’d never say.

I can’t be everything
And I can’t do what I say I will do,
I’m just trying my best to keep us all singin now.

I spend most my time in my own head
My place, unclean; and unmade bed.
Well, I need this to be a chance to get over me,
Cause I spend my time writing things I’d never say,
and that’s ok.

I need someone to defend me,
To tell me I’m right, to tell me that I’m ok.
I need someone, who would die for me,
To tell me I’m right, to tell me that I’m ok.