Look at my face again
And tell me you still wanna be friends
But it's hard to pretend
That this street isn't gonna be a dead end
Tell me how I should breath
I don't want to be suffocating
I know it's hard to think
When the air in your lungs is seeping away
I still wanna try
And you overthink my attitude
I don't think you understand it
Or maybe you do for I am see through
Fill up on brand new ink
Then wash me down your porcelain sink
Covered in gasoline
You forget that everything isn't what it seems
Take the pen from my hand
And try to make them understand
Cracked glass is hard to mend
Maybe we'll just try their method instead
I still wanna try
And you overthink my attitude
I don't think you understand it
Or maybe you do for I am see through