Waiting for someone to tell you my feelings
Yeah hopefully it's someone who's listening
It's all in my head but that's where you were bred
Like a person who's more like a film
Quarter to nine at the front of the line,
They were playing the guitar music
You danced unafraid, i tried hard but too late
I'm just following your every whim
And it's hard
Always making something up when it gets hard
I don't wanna i don't wanna go
You're letting me in, you don't know where i've been
Don't give me a reason i'll use it
Cause I'll show up in style every once in awhile
Just to give the illusion i care
I'm the middle man, back up plan, face to the flan
Put me in a box and i'll check it
But none of them see how those all disagree
I'm the poison that's eating your bones
And it's always a memory that knocks me down and eager to run
Races in hallways
The never leaving chance that you are there
Baby it's all an effect and a cause
I can barely begin to admit it
It's all in my head but that's where you were bred
Like a person who's more like a film
It's all in my head and ill beat it to dead
I'm just following your every whim