I kept talking to myself,
I had to get the words out of my head.
(so I did)
You barely said a thing,
you kind of heard me out and then you said,
(you said)
"You’re crazy,
why do you keep doing this?
Everything is fine."
Then I think I’m crazy
I do this all the time.
Until I start to think that nothing’s even wrong
Maybe I am hiding in my own confusion.
Maybe we’re just a picture in my head.
Maybe what if it could be the way I wish it really was.
Maybe I don’t want to see it the way it really is.
Sometimes your intentions are totally impossible to read.
(What does that mean?)
Sometimes even I have no idea what I need.
(I wish I did.)
I’m crazy
Why do I keep doing this?
Everything is fine
then you think I’m crazy
I do this all the time
Until I start to think that something’s really wrong.
Maybe I am hiding in my own confusion.
Maybe we’re just a picture in my head.
Maybe what if it could be the way I wish it really was.
Maybe I don’t want to see it the way it really is.
Looking through my window at the big, blue sky
The lazy sun is shining, so I run outside
To look for you, I look for you
and then it starts to rain.
Is that the way it really is?
Maybe I am hiding in my own confusion.
Maybe we’re just a picture in my head.
Maybe what if it could be the way I wish it really was.
Maybe I don’t want to see it the way it really is.
Maybe I am hiding in my own confusion.
Maybe we’re just a picture in my head.
Maybe what if it could be the way I wish it really was.
Maybe I don’t want to see it the way it really is.
The way it really is.
the way it really is.
the way it really is.