I wish I had a secret, something I could share
But no one knows me better than I know myself but I'm forgetful
When it seems to suit me most, when there's something I should say
This is real talk, in real time
I'm hanging in to the thinnest piece of string that's ever existed
I wish I had the bottle, when something's on mind, but no one knows you better than you know yourself so don't be nervous,
And maybe I'll admit it, i know I'm not so smart, but no one knows me better than I know my self but I'm forgetful when
I'm hanging in to the thinnest piece of string that's ever existed
I'm hanging in if I turn around and blink I'm sure I can miss it
You're walking me, talking me, pushing me under the bus
You're walking me, talking me, pushing me under the bus
Don't push me don't push me don't push me don't push
Don't push me don't push me don't push me don't push
You're walking me, talking me, pushing me under the bus
You're walking me, talking me, pushing me under the bus
Don't rush me don't rush me don't rush me don't rush
Don't push me don't push me don't push me don't push
You're walking me, talking me, pushing me under the bus
Don't rush me don't rush me don't rush me don't rush