I hate when people say 'how have you been?'
cuz I'm a relatively nice girl, but I'll lie every time
It's not you its me... no its you.
I don't really even know what's wrong
just know I never, quite belong.
So I'm sorry if I stay in bed.
gotta do my best, fix what's left of my head.
I don't mean to cause an uproar
it's just these cracks in the armor.
Don't think you know how sick I really and truly am.
I wanna whisper in your ear, and sing those pretty little songs
but I forgot the words, oh how it hurts.
It's not you its me, no its you.
I don't really even know what's wrong
just know I somehow, must keep strong.
So I'm sorry if I stay in bed.
gotta do my best, fix what's left of my head.
... just know I somehow can't belong