Standing here alone, I think I should go
Do you ever just sit here and watch time flow?
Planned a great escape but I couldn't let go
Of the things I wish I didn't know
Fantasied one day, I'll let their minds blow
Hid my thoughts and dreams under the table
What a show, prom alone
No, I can't go home
'Cause even when I'm home, I feel like a joke
What a bass in my face
What's this game, had to play
Mirrorball, hallway walls
But I don't feel it at all
Screaming "more" on the floor
Banging doors, family lore
She thinks I'm an attention whore
But I don't cry anymore
And he says
"I'm not gay"
"Get away"
There is nothing more to say
Un-recall, Thailand calls
I'm still haunted from this fall
Such a shame, what a waste
Everybody hates my name
I can't care less what you say
But I still feel this burning pain
A quietly violent flame
Oh, I'm so crazy
But that's the way I feel
The way I feel
I feel like ripping off my clothes
Running out this show
There's no other porch light
That shines brighter than this soul
Streets in indigo
Rained through radio
Lucid vaults and gift-wrapped haunts
But I don't cry anymore