i'm not finding words that could greet my inner mind set
i'm eloquently in distress and
i'm eloquently such a mess and
i'm over things that help me fake
some phony type of intellect
i'd creep and crawl right out my chair
and raise my hands in the air

just to let you know that
you're on my mind
and my heart can't swing that motion
but we can try
to fake like friends
but we'll end up back the same i know it

and i'm not counting time yet
cause i'm young enough to waste it
i'm laughing at my lack of trust
and all i love and work so much
my pains expense my countenance is over driven over working
i'm dumb enough to speak my mind
but smart enough to not let you know

that you're on my mind
and you've been that way for a long time
and we can try to fake like friends
but we'll end up back the same i know it