I kind of just want to walk
Down the road without thinking I could be better
Without thinking, how I should be more like people next to me
When I haven't met them
Cause they make it seem, so reasonable
They climb up to heights, that seem so unfeasible
For people like me, oh I wish I could be them in another life
You don't get it; I want it more than anyone else
I'm looking out my window and I see all these people I'd rather be
Your mind never stops, and you're still thinking about them
So, you've lost the war
It's constantly going through your head, how you want to be like them instead
I'm so envious, so wanting everything that I know I can't have
Their hair, their eyes, their laughs and their cries
Oh, what a psychopath
You don't get it; I want it more than anyone else
I'm looking out to people, and I know that their version of me doesn't match with my own
You don't get it; I customize myself in my head
I'm taking everything I got, switch with something I'm not, from someone instead
Oh, but you couldn't get
No, you couldn't get