(I'm just worried I might say things wr-wrong) (That's the reason that I don't like ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta—) (You keep telling me it ain't my fault-fault) (So why the fuck is this still on my con-con-con-con—) (Some days I feel like I'm ten feet tall-tall) (Other days I'm like a dead man walking) (It's getting hard for me to make these songs) (Don't wanna talk about my feelings 'cause it makes me—) I'm just worried I might say things wrong-wrong That's the reason that I don't like talking You keep telling me it ain't my fault-fault So why the fuck is this still on my conscious? Some days I feel like I'm ten feet tall, ta-ta-ta-ta— Other days I'm like a dead man walking It's getting hard for me to make these songs Don't wanna talk about my feelings 'cause it makes me nauseous I'm just worried I might say things wrong That's the reason that I don't like talking You keep telling me it ain't my fault So why the fuck is this still on my conscious? Some days I feel like I'm ten feet tall Other days I'm like a dead man walking It's getting hard for me to make these songs Don't wanna talk about my feelings 'cause it makes me nauseous It's getting hard for me to make these songs But I think that that was what you wanted I know how to admit that I'm wrong I guess we don't have that in common I feel like my life's been passing along And I don't know how to stop it It's getting harder to act like I'm strong So I put up a wall and I'm shaking it d— I'm getting messages every day from all these strangers Who tell me I'm gonna be famous It was hard leaving my family but they needed help So I went to the city of angels It's better that I'm not around when they all think I'm proud But until then, I can't get complacent 'Cause I've been to the bottom and turned it around Let me tell you, that shit is amazing I'm just worried I might say things wrong That's the reason that I don't like talking You keep telling me it ain't my fault-fault So why the fuck is this still on my conscious? Some days I feel like I'm ten feet tall, ta-ta-ta-ta— Other days I'm like a dead man walking It's getting hard for me to make these songs Don't wanna talk about my feelings 'cause it makes me nauseous I'm just worried I might say things wrong That's the reason I don't like talking You keep telling me it ain't my fault So why the fuck is this still on my conscious? Some days I feel like I'm ten feet tall Other days I'm like a dead man walking It's getting hard for me to make these songs Don't wanna talk about my feelings 'cause it makes me nauseous I'm just worried I might say things wrong That's the reason that I don't like ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta— You keep telling me it ain't my fault So why the fuck is this still on my con-con-con-con— Some days I feel like I'm ten feet tall Other days I'm like a dead man walking It's getting hard for me to make these songs Don't wanna talk about my feelings 'cause it makes me nauseous