Inconsistent my feeling change quicker than 

I can get the words out 

And tell you what I’m thinking 

Inconsistent I don’t have much grace or patience 

I hold this grudge and my tongue no further statements 

It plays out in my mind 

All the lost words I could have used to describe 

And even though it’s left such a bad taste in my mouth 

I guess I’d rather swallow my pride than spit it out 



What a miserable exaggeration 

Happier said than done 

What a wasted conversation 

In my head everyone was listening 

Everyone was interested 



Failure cuts the spirit to hear 

That’s why I have to let my pride interfere 

I’ll take it from there 

If you see me acting differently 

Don’t worry 

That’s just me dialoging with me internally 

About the hypothetical over-analytical 

Still what do I know 

Central Ohio’s grey skies provide a lot of time to be stuck inside 

Close the world out 

Introvert's paradise 



What a miserable exaggeration 

Happier said than done 

What a wasted conversation 

In my head everyone was interested 

Everyone was listening 



It’s that wishy washy topsy turvy monotony 

I’ve been here before both emotionally and logically 

You know that you know until the wind blows 

It’s as easy as no and as hard as no 

People-pleasers never win 

Spread yourself too thin 

It’s best to just do what you feel in the end 

But you’ll change how you feel for the sake of the truth 

When the world you’re living in becomes bigger than you 



What a miserable exaggeration 

Happier said than done 

What a wasted conversation 

In my head everyone was interested 



What a miserable exaggeration 

Happier said than done 

What a wasted conversation 

In my head everyone was listening 

Everyone was interested