Remove me from my situation,
my comfort and my generation.
My wishful thinking wouldn't be so hostile,
for me to find the courage it'll take a little while.
You said I'm always happy when your always sad,
but you couldn't have been more wrong.
A bold pretense, you'd never have guessed, alone and repressed but so remarkably dressed.
I'll wait here until I'm found,
Everybody loves you when your six feet in the ground.
I couldn't face your deliberation,
so i stayed indoors with this mild sedation.
I stored all my thoughts upon a back-up file,
so i can return to them and change the things i say, makes me very versatile.
They say the eyes are supposed to be the window to the soul,
but with your sunglasses on there are things, there are things i'll never know.
And though you try to be yourself, they'll always make you something else, but if you don't know any different then maybe you were never yourself?
And I'm not the one who needs help.