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[Verse]
It feels like a drum under my skin
And it's waiting to break out, or waiting to break in
I can't stop the sound, or the heat in my face
My temples are the pencils working quickly to erase
I don't lose, I don't lose I swear
It's old news, old news
That's fair
[Verse]
I'm not mad, I'm just tired
And my eyes are so bored
And my mouth, it doesn't smile right
Speak from the file right
Pages are torn
[Chorus]
What you don't think about yourself I do
And I'm blanking back the page to something new
But I can't say that it made me more confused
To be stacked against the wall right next to you
[Verse]
I have been, I have been trying
But I don't have words to hoard
And my mind is getting fired
Because it did the job backward
[Bridge]
It doesn't know how to let somebody talk to me
So the words come out all wrong
I'll look at you but I'm not really listening
The confidence is gone
[Chorus]
What you don't think about yourself I do
And I'm blanking back the page to something new
But I can't say that it made me more confused
To be stacked against the wall right next to you
But I'm finding that the lines are getting blurred
A hole can still feel whole if the word's misheard
I try to write you down but I can't find the words
I'll be thinking of the person that you were
I'll be thinking of the person that you were
What you don't think about yourself I do
And I'm blanking back the page to something new
But I can't say that it made me more confused
To be stacked against the wall right next to you
Stacked against the wall right next to you
Right next to you
It feels like a drum under my skin
And it's waiting to break out, or waiting to break in
I can't stop the sound, or the heat in my face
My temples are the pencils working quickly to erase
I don't lose, I don't lose I swear
It's old news, old news
That's fair
[Verse]
I'm not mad, I'm just tired
And my eyes are so bored
And my mouth, it doesn't smile right
Speak from the file right
Pages are torn
[Chorus]
What you don't think about yourself I do
And I'm blanking back the page to something new
But I can't say that it made me more confused
To be stacked against the wall right next to you
[Verse]
I have been, I have been trying
But I don't have words to hoard
And my mind is getting fired
Because it did the job backward
[Bridge]
It doesn't know how to let somebody talk to me
So the words come out all wrong
I'll look at you but I'm not really listening
The confidence is gone
[Chorus]
What you don't think about yourself I do
And I'm blanking back the page to something new
But I can't say that it made me more confused
To be stacked against the wall right next to you
But I'm finding that the lines are getting blurred
A hole can still feel whole if the word's misheard
I try to write you down but I can't find the words
I'll be thinking of the person that you were
I'll be thinking of the person that you were
What you don't think about yourself I do
And I'm blanking back the page to something new
But I can't say that it made me more confused
To be stacked against the wall right next to you
Stacked against the wall right next to you
Right next to you
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