I am the triangle
Forced through the square
I came out cloud shaped
Whatever that means it seems
I'm out of the picture
Way out of style
Far too uncertain
Way too uncertain of myself
It's a shock
I didn't think I'd make it through today alive
Switched off for just a sec
Enough to ruin it
My cheeks are stained with red
Death by embarrassment
I carry my gravestone
Around in a backpack
God knows it weighs a ton
A great juicy burden of gossip shots
They all want a poke
To make me a joke
To make me a target
To have something new to talk about
What a day
I didn't think I'd get through it on both feet
Switched off for just a sec
Enough to ruin it
My cheeks are stained with red
Death by embarrassment
Switched off for just a sec
Enough to ruin it
My cheeks are stained with red
Death by embarrassment
If at sixteen years old
You understand the world
Good luck making friends
Good luck keeping them
When I was sixteen years old
I understood some stuff
Didn't quite grasp people
Still don't quite grasp people
(Everything gets so awfully complicated)
(That I don't even want to talk about it)
(I'm sure I never want to talk about it)
(Everything gets so awfully complicated)
(That I don't even want to talk about it)
(I'm sure I never want to talk about it)
Now everything gets so fucking complicated
That I don't even want to talk about it
I'm sure I never want to talk about it
Now everything gets so fucking complicated
That I don't even want to talk about it
I'm sure I never want to talk about it
Death by embarrassment
Death by embarrassment
Death by embarrassment