I can't keep these things inside I'm much too loud for that My strength in front of weakness I'll set aside for now You sit there while i speak Just staring at the floor This rainy day a**embly Is going nowhere in this forum of usual apathy Tell me what you really think of me I'll help you make your mind On how it's gonna be We'll aggravate this silence With empty words and cower into secret rage
Too scared to ever be Aware of what you really think of me I find it harder to live with myself Every time you tear me down It works its way through our circle of friends And it's coming back around Looking at your display of social bigamy Be honest, what do you really think? I want to hear it straight from your mouth I'll find out eventually Tell me what you really think of me