Now Place my fear in a jar That's how the conversation starts I hear you talk so smooth I break my back over everything i do I got so many faces I can be what you want And I'm the only apparition with the stomach in knots Changing into people that never tell me to stop I'm terrified of sleeping so I'm always slipping into all my Mean dreams, there's an aching Sew me up, it's just my luck I never, ever seem to be enough, no Feel the sting Caught in between Nothing in your chest, doing your best I never, ever seem to get any rest, no Creep around the scene I'm hanging portraits of beliefs You are the only living soul who isn't scared to death of me Your boy's outside and I guess that's fine But I bet he doesn't understand your love of the night Searching for the brave nocturnal slip She's a body in a cemetery full of dance hits Oh, I can be what you want And I'm the only apparition with the stomach in knots Changing into people that never tell me to stop I'm terrified of sleeping cause I'm always slipping into all my Mean dreams, there's an aching Sew me up, it's just my luck I never, ever seem to be enough, no Feel the sting caught in between Nothing in your chest, doing your best I never ever seem to get any rest Superficial speaker You were stuck in the teenage And I am not the boy that comes in cool in the first place I only think in poetry, none of it's any good Living in my prose and I keep it under the hood like oh I've been schemin' low on the Plan B, yeah You never understood what the words mean Watching how you feel when the night comes You think you know the deal just like everyone Yeah I keep it imperfect on purpose You think you comprehend when you're scratching the surface I'm holed up with anxiety, I'm only living outwardly I have to keep on talking so I can find something worth it Mean dreams, there's an aching Sew me up, it's just my luck I never, ever seem to be enough, no Feel the sting caught in between Nothing in your chest, doing your best I never ever seem to get any rest Mean dreams, there's an aching Sew me up, it's just my luck I never, ever seem to be enough, no Feel the sting caught in between Nothing in your chest, doing your best I never ever seem to get any rest