I don't know why it still makes me sore Its things that I know aren't real anymore I guess you could tell when I said it out-loud Like oh yea its fine but I'm still feeling doubt I'm still feeling doubt This time alone is biting me back An endless syndrome of civil attacks You know that it's bad when you lie in your head Like oh yea Im fine I just need a rest I just need a rest Leave me the night and I'll smile through the day Take the things that I might and pile them away When I come home I'll lay them all out Unfolding the things that still make you doubt I still make you doubt