I'm sick of learning the hard way
That I'll never be good enough for you
You like to keep score of my mistakes
How could I have retraced the lines I drew?
It's a delicate dance to keep you pleased
No peace
I'm finding I can't be what you need
So I might as well be who I want to be
And you said,
"Don't shove it in my face"
While you were cramming ideas down my throat
It's more than you can take
Just to see me decide on my own
Who to be, who to love
Who to please, who to trust
Where to wander and what I let go
I'll never be what you want 'til I live six feet below
Listen to yourself
Acting like you're saving me from hell
Tell me how's it better in your cell
Why would you pick me?
You could try it out on anybody
I was never gonna make you happy
Not me
And you said
"Don't shove it in my face"
While you were cramming ideas down my throat
It's more than you can take
Just to see me decide on my own
Who to be, who to love
Who to please, who to trust
Where to wander and what I let go
I'll never be what you want 'til I live six feet below
Am I better dead
Living in your head
As some version of myself
That never existed
Am I better dead
Living in your head
As some version of myself
That never existed
Am I better dead
Living in your head
Am I better dead?