I Like That You Can See It

Walk up to the front door

Cold sweat and shaky

I'm here just to talk

Is it pouring out my body

My nervous aching

I like that you can see it

My mind is almost 19

And I still feel angry

I'm searching for the reason

And I think it's kind of crazy

That I'm trying everything

Soft hands on my face

And I'm feeling nothing

My mind is almost 19

And I still feel angry

Is it pouring out my body

My nervous aching