My insides are turning inside out. Leaving my heart, my flaws all hanging out. What's so interesting about little ol' me. All I see inside is so ordinary.
I guess you got it figured out. You got it sorted in little rows. You got the girls on one side. The guys on the other. It's all out of control. . How could you feel so threatened.
I'm late again. Got a lower grade today than yesterday. You hate me. That's why you don't care what I have to say. . And I try. But my running sucks. And I try.