That guy was right when he said
You're not gonna like what's in your head
And seeming aloofness is but a disguise
For the apprehension of demise
(Don't wanna talk about it, don't wanna talk about it
I think I was not ready, no, I was not ready)
It's not that I don't like you, but I need time to define you
I'm not trying to be standoffish
All I wanted was to make you proud, but how do I know if my head's in the clouds?
Mummy I don't know it's so complicated
I thought that maybe you could help me to understand
Mummy I'm sorry it's so complicated
I thought that you were the one who would take my hand
You wanna talk about it, you wanna talk about it?
Do you think I'm ready, do you think I'm ready?
Oh the growing schisms, how I dread decisions
Cus' the saddest words ever spoken were "what if"
It's not that I don't like you, but I need time to define you
I'm not trying to be standoffish
All I wanted was to make you proud, but how do I know if my head's in the clouds?
Honey I'm sorry it's so complicated
What do you do when the birds won't sing like they used to?
Honey I'm sorry it's so complicated
You thought that I was the one who would understand
You wanna talk about it, you wanna talk about it
Do you think I'm ready, do you think I'm ready?
(I'm finally ready)