Why do I feel like I'm lying Every time I open my mouth? Sitting in a chair in the back yard In the middle of the night I know I'm guilty of every crime You don't need to remind me I'm the king of wasting time Why do I feel so ungrateful for nothing and everything? I am unaligned I'm not the person that I used to be I am still only young Can't wait to see what this life has left for me Why do I feel like I'm lying Every time I open my mouth? Sitting in a chair in the back yard In the middle of the night You say it's alright You say it's all fine, but I know And I'm so sick of trying to write I guess this is the life for me Feeling sick with bags under my eyes (Oh, you know) Why do I feel like I'm lying Every time I open my mouth? Sitting in a chair in the back yard In the middle of the night You say it's alright You say it's all fine, but I know