If I could paint you a picture of the carnival inside my head
The colors would fade and bleed off the page
Never amounting to anything
Anything
If I could write you a novel, the words would be backwards and upside down
A packet of unfinished chapters with multiple endings that make no sense at all
They make no sense at all
They make no sense at all
They make no sense at all
I'm no good at speaking my mind
'Cause everything I want to say is tangled up and intertwined
I can never get it quite right
My tongue is tied, my mouth shut tight
A human cannonball with no filter
I can never get the words out right
I can never get it right
I can never get the words out right
I can never get it right
I'm no good at speaking my mind
'Cause everything I want to say is tangled up and intertwined
I can never get it quite right
My tongue is tied, my mouth shut tight
A human cannonball with no filter
