Well I could of saved myself some trouble
With what I now know
Had it not been for these voices
Hijacking the show
Telling me I'm not enough
Telling me I'll never be
So, I grew up never letting anyone in
So afraid of what they might find
Oh I convinced myself
They'd never love the real me
As it turns out that was
Shit I made up haphazardly
And the stories we tell ourselves
Oh the stories we tell ourselves
They must be re-written now
So I grab myself a pen and paper
And begin anew
And I ask myself
What I'm holding on to
Do they keep me warm at night?
Oh I convinced myself
They'd never love the real me
As it turns out that was
Shit I made up haphazardly
And the stories we tell ourselves
Oh the stories we tell ourselves
They must be re-written now