Up to the surface; Try not to make waves...

I feel like singing sad songs all night
I feel like tuning you out
do you want to make it in to more of a fight
is this yelling what love’s all about?

so go on, and tear me apart
yeah just go on in straight for my chest
and maybe it’s mostly my fault
’cause if I’m the only girl you ever had
I guess I can’t be the best
can’t be the best

and I feel like falling asleep while you scream
I feel like tuning you out
do you want to stand up and make a big scene?
put the lid down, pick up the dog shit, and shut your mouth

so go on, and tear me apart
yeah just go on in straight for my chest
and maybe it’s mostly my fault
’cause if I’m the only girl you ever had
I guess I can’t be the best
can’t be the best

and I feel like singing sad songs all night


I am not a narcissist.
That was crossing the line.
I definitely loathe my appearance.
This just further proves the awful truth.
You really just don't know anything about me.

I get my heart broken a lot.
It doesn't ever seem to heal.
No one gets that I'm sensitive.
I guess I'm a ridiculously good liar.
Will someone please see through me?

I don't feel like I have much of anything anymore.
I mean, sure, I have people I hang out with.
I'm not sure they are real friends, though.
I guess I'm in a bit of a depressed state.
Maybe I'm just over-thinking? Hmm..