Glass - Sincerely, Me

Since I’ve been away there’s not much that’s changed.

My past just repeats itself.

It’s the same problem with someone else.

And I’m still picking fights, somewhere in my mind.

My thoughts are overstated.

I’m jaded and complicated.

So tell me why do I feel so sick?

I’ve been here before and my thoughts won’t quit.

I know you’ll pretend to care, with your vacant stare.

Out the window straight through the fucking glass

Hoping that I never come back

We don’t see eye to eye, but you don’t seem to mind

Maybe I’m just thinking out loud, trying to keep my feet on the ground

And I’m still losing sleep over all the little things

I’ll stay awake for peace of mind and tell the world that I’m just fine.

But I still think why do I feel so sick?

I’ve been here before and my thoughts won’t quit.

I know you’ll pretend to care, with your vacant stare.

Out the window straight through the fucking glass

Hoping that I never come back

Never come back

No I’m not, no I’m not, no I’m not over this

No I’m not, no I’m not, no I’m not over this

No I’m not, no I’m not, no I’m not over this

No I’m not, no I’m not, no I’m not over this

Why do I feel so sick?

I’ve been here before and my thoughts won’t quit.

I know you’ll pretend to care, with your vacant stare.

Out the window straight through the fucking glass

And I hope to God I don’t come back

(And I hope to God I don’t come back)