You think that I'm better than I've ever been.
Softly, I swear I'm just another thread in your bed.
I think that I'm losing my head.
Finding flaws in my own skin.
I wish I could speak roses.
I wish I could just speak.
I like looking in the mirror sometimes.
Just to see what it's like on the outside looking in.
Tell me why.
I never knew, I never knew.
All of the pain I would put you through.
I wish I could be a shoulder too.
Though I fear that I'm far too flawed to feel.
It never bothered you.
It ever bother you?
Or anyone?
I fear that I'm far too flawed to feel.
I think I'm losing my mind.
I speak up most of all the time.
I'm trying hard to follow.
I like looking in the mirror sometimes.
Just to see what it's like on the outside looking in.
Tell me why do I look like this?