Tell me all the things I'm supposed to like

What you want to hear, what you think is right

I'm not present, my thoughts are misaligned

'Cause every time I close my eyes too tight

It's the fall of 1929

A panic, playing out in black and white

I fill myself with doubt, I feel like I sold out

I feel like I am down, I'm down without a doubt

I feel like I let down, everyone around

I feel like nothing counts, I'm down without a doubt

I've filled myself with doubt

Maybe I was made for normal life

Where I'm in at nine and I'm out by five

And there's goals, I'd hit them every time

I could sell plans of different types

To wealthy men and their trophy wives

And go home to see the kids at night

I fill myself with doubt, I feel like I sold out

I feel like I've been down, I'm down without a doubt

I feel like I let down, everyone around

I feel like nothing counts, I'm down without a doubt

I've filled myself with doubt

Never good enough, never satisfied with nothing

Never good enough, never satisfied with nothing

Never good enough, never satisfied with nothing

Never good enough, never satisfied with nothing

Never good enough, never satisfied with nothing

Never good enough, never satisfied with nothing

I fill myself with doubt, I feel like I sold out

I feel like I've been down, I'm down without a doubt

I feel like I let down, everyone around

I feel like nothing counts, I'm down without a doubt

I've filled myself with doubt