Too Sensitive

Lights so bright I can hear them buzzing All eyes on me I can feel the judgement I try to find my footing Try to say the perfect thing But one wrong move And it all amounts to nothing I can feel my clothes sticking to my skin I can feel your tone start to shift and bend Like a tidal wave and it never ends I'm too sensitive for my own Good, good, good, mmm Everything unsaid Picked up dissected Need three whole days To clear the wreckage The world is my undoing Every spark becomes a blaze Every small mistake is overcorrected I can feel my clothes sticking to my skin I can feel your tone start to shift and bend Like a tidal wave and it never ends I'm too sensitive for my own Good, good, good, mmm Good, good, good, mmm Stop lights, down poor High brights, ignored, long nights I'm too sensitive for my own good Bitter voices, bigger noises, triggers I'm too sensitive for my own good Good, good, good, mmm (Bitter voices, bigger noises, triggers) Good, good, good, mmm