Maybe I'm too smart to be sane
Or overdramatic
I hate myself I'm tragic
My mind's a loony bin
I say I faced the storm
But I just made it rain
Tears turned my cold cheeks warm
I can't escape the pain
Self conscious baby
I'm the mess I made
I do everything wrong
And now I'm fading
Butterflies can't see their wings
And I let mine burn
Cut your jokes into my wings
Am I wise or am I cursed
I can't even read
Cause I relate to bipolar
I don't know so I'm free
Keeping the truth afar
Self conscious baby
I'm the mess I made
I do everything wrong
And now I'm fading
Self conscious baby
I'm the mess I made
I do everything wrong
And now I'm fading
I'm fading
I'm not even smart or cool
Let's not talk about my looks
They say everything I touch is gold
But to me it feels so cold
What more do I do to be enough
I just wanna be enough
Will I ever be enough
When will enough be enough
Self conscious baby
I'm the mess I made
I do everything wrong
And now I'm fading
Self conscious baby
I'm the mess I made
I do everything wrong
And now I'm fading
Oh
Self conscious baby
Oh