Signs tell you something That you're never gonna fit right But you have to seem fine You got a bad attitude Don't you want to be loved I really think so, Then no What makes you want to Seek out isolation it's like You hate to seem fine You got a strange reputation You're always on the go You're hiding things were we still don't know. Late nights will find you Outside underneath the still trees You're looking for peace You've got a strange expression Got a lot on your mind If we don't know what that's fine. What makes the sunshine Who decides which way the clouds go Are they both on a string If there is one little thing that I hope that you know It's just that I hate to see you go. This next life takes you seriously But you will never let on How you want things to be, This next life can't fill the space that you took But we never let on Just forget where to look