My tears, they don't fall the same
It feels like I'm looking forward to blame
I look in the mirror and see my own face
Ohh, what a waste
Please say my name
It feels all the same
Ohh, am I a lame
Ohh, am I a lame
Teacher asks, why are you late
(I hope, I hope that you're not gone)
Shed my tears, I got no more doubts
(I hope, I hope that you're not gone)
(That you're not gone)
She told me, I'm tired of this
Stare at my screen while I read her texts
Can we talk about this
No, I've made up my mind
Can we talk about this
No, I've made up my mind
Please say my name
It feels all the same
Ohh, am I a lame
Ohh, am I a lame