I'm feeling so awkward and out of place
In this room, an unfamiliar space
And the painted walls are telling me
Remember to speak respectfully
My apologies for approaching that way
Assuming you'd show human courtesy
Mine is a young mind filled with hopes and dreams
How naive to hold on to cathartic beliefs
So I will mind my tongue
Swallow it hole until the night is done
Why would I waste my breath on someone
Who couldn't give me the time of day
I'd like to send special congratulations your way
For mastering the art of apathy
I love it when I walk into a conversation
And realize I am the only one
Who does not belong
And is not welcome
But I have to thank you
It's humbling to know
I'm not loved by everyone
I'd try to thank you
Though you would not reciprocate
Spit me out so I can
Lie on this carpeted floor
My bed is so close
But the sheets can get lonely
I'm not half the person I plan to become
And comfort seems too close to failure
I'm not half the person I plan to become
And I'll never stop holding my arms up for better
So I will mind my tongue
Swallow it hole until the night is done
Why would I waste my breath on someone
Who couldn't give me the time of day