I don't wanna hang out with you Cause the sky's been really gray I wish I could explain to you But I don't know how to say that Sometimes all I can do Is hide inside my bedroom Maybe it makes sense to you But it don't make sense to me God I wish that I could start new And turn out differently But sometimes all I can do Is hide inside my head A bedroom artist never tells their secrets A bedroom artist fills their paint cups with regrets I love you and I mean it I swear to god I do It's alright you don't believe it I've got nothing to prove Sometimes I don't know how To let anyone close I'm sorry that I never called I've been feeling way too sad I thought that I'd enjoy the fall But I've been feeling pretty bad And sometimes I don't have the words A bedroom artist never tells their secrets A bedroom artist fills their paint cups with regrets It's not my fault oh, tell me that you won't forget A bedroom artist never tells their secrets