I've been unhappy for so long It felt like everything was wrong About Me and all I stood around for The self-imposed metaphor That felt like I was running in an anxious dream The ground wishing it could touch my feet again I've never felt under control Of the happy thoughts I used to know I'm never thrown a wrench or bone When I thought I had everything It still didn't feel right But it couldn't have gotten worse You blame yourself For the things I should say, "sorry" I know we're in business My business is you Are you sure you want to waste your Chapstick on me? I know it's expensive I know that you like me I know that we're meant to be But uhhh...