There's too many ghosts hiding in my closet Can't even shut the door if I'm bein' honest Every one of my friends has told me It's been way too long since they've seen the old me Oh, I keep jumping back in the fire And you're the one holding the lighter I'm tired of fighting for how you see me Fighting for what I thought I needed Fighting for your attention Fighting, learning my lessons in a storyline That was never mine to begin with If I admit it, I might quit it And then I'd be done fighting with me Staring at the stars in my apartment ceiling Feeling stuck, stuck again If you movеd on and someone moved in And I go spinning a story That's probably not rеally happening I'm tired of fighting for how you see me Fighting for what I thought I needed Fighting for your attention Fighting, learning my lessons in a storyline That was never mine to begin with If I admit it, I might quit it And then I'd be done fighting with me I'm tired of fighting for how you see me Fighting for what I thought I needed Fighting for your attention Fighting, and learning my lesson in a storyline That was never mine to begin with If I admit it, I might quit it And then I'd be done fighting with me (with me) Ooh, ooh