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