I'm feeling like an oxymoron
I cannot put my words to page
A nudist with all of his clothes on
A mental stutter on display
How come I can't get it out?
How come I can't get it out?
The words that I want you to know
What am i trying to say?
What am i trying to say?
Can't find the arrows for my bow
You've been invited
Inside of my head
I'm feeling like an oxymoron
A prison missing all its gates
A clueless gumshoe for an ex con
A deaf, mute singer on a stage
What will I say to them now?
What will I say to them now?
Can we not talk about the show?
Would they see me again?
Would they see me again?
If I walked out and headed home?
I hope you like it
Inside of my head
I'd really love to stay
If i could tell my brain
That everything's OK here
Understand, most days I can cope
But right now?
I just gotta go...
What will I say to them now?
What will I say to them now?
Can we not talk about the show?
How come I can't get it out?
How come I can't get it out?
The words that I want you to know
What am i trying to say?
What am i trying to say?
Can't find the arrows for my bow
You've been invited
Inside of my head