Wide eyes always staring into mine. So is this what it's like having a reason to go outside? Well maybe I'm better off inside, Take some time to analyze Exactly where I went wrong And why the hell I still bother singing These stupid self-righteous songs When my mind is racing. I can't stop thinking. Well maybe we should try communication, Or maybe there's some things I'm just not meant to know. Maybe you can help me see, Because I'm short-sighted and can't see past my nose.