I'm over it

My minds running, I'm running out of control of it

I feel alone when my friends are home and they notice it

Don't tell 'em no, 'cause nobody knows that I struggle with

Hurting my left wrist

Look, I'm scared of it

So I'm wearing shirts that really don't look good, but they cover it

Got a grey Nike that doesn't let them see that I'm staining it

It's on the inner left side, just below the number five, 'cause it hides a bit

Keeps it secret

I'll tell you my secrets (secrets)

If you tell me yours (if you tell me yours)

Nobody believes us (believes us)

No, not anymore (not anymore)

'Cause I should be feeling pretty

But I only feel alone

Got tons of people with me

They're only on my phone

So tell me what you're thinking 'bout

When eyes are closed and lights are down

Are you thinking 'bout what's underneath your sleeves?

When I should be feeling pretty

But here's what's underneath

My body's tired

My soul is out of breath, there's nothing left just a liar

My skin is nothing but a canvas when I can't get no higher

My secrets pull me down, amplify the sound like a choir

I'll tell you my secrets (secrets)

If you tell me yours (if you tell me yours)

Nobody believes us (believes us)

No, not anymore (not anymore)

'Cause I should be feeling pretty

But I only feel alone

Got tons of people with me

They're only on my phone

So tell me what you're thinking 'bout

When your eyes are closed and lights are down

Are you thinking 'bout what's underneath sleeves?

When I should be feeling pretty

But here's what's underneath

Yeah, I smoke, and then I can't get down

I'm six feet off the ground

I feel a lot when I'm not feeling

And I know I'll probably let you down

But smile upside down

Hey, look, I'm almost at the ceiling

Guess I should be feeling pretty

But I only feel alone

Everybody thinks they know me

But I know they really don't