You've been trying to tell me
All the things you don't like about me
Thinking I don't understand
The words you say have all been planned
How do you think it feels
Staring at a wall that you can't heal
Poking all the holes, watching the dust
It's always something
Always something
About me
About me
I feel all of the words I can't speak, forming
Now that I can finally breathe again
I wish I didn't care
So much about what you think
I wish I didn't care
So much about what you think
What you think