It's 3am I can hear your voice through my bedroom walls Yeah my house may be pretty but see what goes down in the halls No my life isn't perfect and I'm trying to work all I can But some nights I'm tired that's something you don't understand If only you could see what's in my mind Then maybe you'll know why I'm never fine Can someone be proud of who I am and what I've become Cause I'm at that point where I'm worn out completely numb I truly and deeply am sorry for all that I've caused No I never reach up to your expectations I'm always wrong So sorry for not being that perfect pretty girl that you want You never know where my thoughts are going this time Maybe cause you never took the time to realize But I still have demons and battles I'm trying to win So don't let me lose and be terrified of my own skin