Oh...noose, tied myself
Tied myself too tight
Looking kind of anxious 
In your cross armed stance
Like a bad tempered prom queen
At a homecoming dance
And I claim I'm not excited with my life any more
So I blame this town
This job, these friends
The truth is it's myself
And I'm trying to understand myself
And pinpoint who I am
When I finaly get it figured out
I've changed the whole damn plan
Oh noose, tied myself
Tied myself too tight
Oh noose, tied myself 
Tied myself too tight
Talking shit about a pretty sunset
Blanketing opinions
That I'll probably regret soon
Changed my mind
So much I can't even trust it
My mind changed me
So much I can't even trust myself