Why do I feel like I'm lying
Every time I open my mouth?
Sitting in a chair in the back yard
In the middle of the night
I know I'm guilty of every crime
You don't need to remind me
I'm the king of wasting time
Why do I feel so ungrateful for nothing and everything?
I am unaligned
I'm not the person that I used to be
I am still only young
Can't wait to see what this life has left for me
Why do I feel like I'm lying
Every time I open my mouth?
Sitting in a chair in the back yard
In the middle of the night
You say it's alright
You say it's all fine, but I know
And I'm so sick of trying to write
I guess this is the life for me
Feeling sick with bags under my eyes
(Oh, you know)
Why do I feel like I'm lying
Every time I open my mouth?
Sitting in a chair in the back yard
In the middle of the night
You say it's alright
You say it's all fine, but I know