Look at my face again And tell me you still wanna be friends But it's hard to pretend That this street isn't gonna be a dead end Tell me how I should breath I don't want to be suffocating I know it's hard to think When the air in your lungs is seeping away I still wanna try And you overthink my attitude I don't think you understand it Or maybe you do for I am see through Fill up on brand new ink Then wash me down your porcelain sink Covered in gasoline You forget that everything isn't what it seems Take the pen from my hand And try to make them understand Cracked glass is hard to mend Maybe we'll just try their method instead I still wanna try And you overthink my attitude I don't think you understand it Or maybe you do for I am see through