For You

I'm getting too comfortable in my skin again Laughing too loudly at my own jokes again Mm, mm, mm Need to stifle my voice again Need to make myself small again So that I can fit in the palms of your hands So that I can be loved again Shove a sock down my throat again Remind me I'm not funny again Be the cool girl you wanted everyone to see In high school, I wanted everything but me But pardon me, I've overshared I'll back myself into this corner I'll hide my tail between my legs It's really for the best And I'll be quiet for you And I'll make room here for you I'll throw out my things and ignore the constant sting Shove your keys on my ring And I'll ask, "How are things?" For you For you For you For you