Why do other people have it so figured out?
I guess I'll just lose myself if I don't do as well
My mind can be the jaws that sink all my good will
How do you know what to do?
How do other people have it so figured out
It seems that all my faith is destroyed by my) doubts
I'm the key to my cage but I won't let me out
Oh tell me how do you know what to do
Gotta get outta my head, gotta get out