I don't want to be what you want to be.
I want to be myself. I just want to be.
I don't want to hear what you have to say.
All the things you do, just to fuck with me.
Reach into my plastic bag for help.
One more trip, and I'll fly myself away.
Just a few more days, I'll be out of this daze.
I'm making progress, I told myself so.
I think it's a phase, with all my twisted ways.
I'm making progress, I told myself so.
You don't want to know what you want to know.
I don't want to leave. I don't want to go.
Remember how to be, how to love, how to lie, how to hate.
How to get to me.
Remember when we kiss, roses are so red.
One more trip, and I'll fly myself away.
I don't want to say what I have to say.
Let me be alone. I don't want to say.
Remember what it's like? Everyday, holding back.
In the end it's down to you or me.
Once upon a time, feels like forever and a day.
One more trip, and I'll fly myself away.