Sometimes it seems I being myself Without a word turned into else Full of wishes, wants, dreams and for a life Of conceit and deceit, and repeat, and
Not sure who I was this me and I changed But I know this me now is not the same
Friends are as strangers and strangers as And I feel I'm wired in a why Yeah, my friends are as strangers and as friends And I feel like I'm in a lie
Everyday my world slower And colder and smaller, and older, and Everyday my treat gets closer to my world gets slower And colder and smaller, and older, and
I'm tired of being alone with I'm tired of being anyone else Yeah, I'm tired, I'm
None of my favorite thing's quite To the mirror man at me In the spite of another false start, dirty worn out and Up and to the ground, disavowed, so confused
All made up in the that me is the same As the eyes in the but I see my eyes change
Friends are as strangers and strangers as And I feel I'm wired in a why Yeah, my are as strangers and strangers as friends And I feel I'm lost in a lie
Every night my world gets And and shorter, and tighter, and slicker Every night my truth gets closer to Yeah, every my world gets quicker And and shorter, and tighter, and slicker
I'm sick of alone with myself I'm of being with anyone else Yeah, I'm sick of being with myself I'm sick of being with anyone Yeah, I'm sick, like I'm tired, I'm scared