Inconsistent my feeling change quicker than I can get the words out And tell you what I’m thinking Inconsistent I don’t have much grace or patience I hold this grudge and my tongue no further statements It plays out in my mind All the lost words I could have used to describe And even though it’s left such a bad taste in my mouth I guess I’d rather swallow my pride than spit it out
What a miserable exaggeration Happier said than done What a wasted conversation In my head everyone was listening Everyone was interested
Failure cuts the spirit to hear That’s why I have to let my pride interfere I’ll take it from there If you see me acting differently Don’t worry That’s just me dialoging with me internally About the hypothetical over-analytical Still what do I know Central Ohio’s grey skies provide a lot of time to be stuck inside Close the world out Introvert's paradise
What a miserable exaggeration Happier said than done What a wasted conversation In my head everyone was interested Everyone was listening
It’s that wishy washy topsy turvy monotony I’ve been here before both emotionally and logically You know that you know until the wind blows It’s as easy as no and as hard as no People-pleasers never win Spread yourself too thin It’s best to just do what you feel in the end But you’ll change how you feel for the sake of the truth When the world you’re living in becomes bigger than you
What a miserable exaggeration Happier said than done What a wasted conversation In my head everyone was interested
What a miserable exaggeration Happier said than done What a wasted conversation In my head everyone was listening Everyone was interested