Inside Out

Now everything you're telling me rips me up

I swear, I wish I'd make myself shut you up

I've got a list here of things we talked about

The ugliness you see's just me inside out

And what I just don't know is what I think about it

I don't know what I think about it

I don't know what I think about it

I don't know what I think about it

I don't know at all