Maybe

Trains keep running, hearts keep breaking I keep writing songs About things that are out of my control But I pretend they're not And then wonder why the outcome's not what I planned for Oh, 'cause lately, I tend to answer with "maybe" 'Cause commitment seems so scary And I miss just being bored, yeah I swear, baby, I'm not the one that's crazy You say that I'm too picky But there's too much on my plate I've never been the one to spend hours together I love my friends, but I love silence even better And I love my parents, but I can't keep all my promises, yeah Maybe I should start thinking less Live my life how it fits me best Cut off all the ones who cannot comprehend that Maybe, I'm not doing well (no) And maybe, it's just not about them, no, no, no (no) Oh, 'cause lately, I tend to answer with "maybe" 'Cause commitment seems so scary And I miss just being bored, yeah I swear, baby, I'm not the one that's crazy You say that I'm too picky But there's too much on my plate (Too much on my plate, na-na-na, yeah) (Too much on my plate) Here's my promise to myself and whoever is bothered By the fact that I don't know how to say "yes" or "no" That I need control and that I cannot just let it go So I promise, I'll take the pills that you feed me I promise, I'll let go of the parts of myself that I like I'll be focused and nice Perfect slave to the system we're in