Don't mind me
I'm just the corner of a room
Not as center picturesque as the moonlight
Spotlight, center stage, top of the page
With your name in bold letters
I bet you're feeling better than I do
Oh, and you're so highly correct
I've been tracing all your pictures and your
Silhouette
Is the overcast shadowing all my ideologies
Of well, self-worth

I could say a word, regret it and
Pull it back, dragging with me
All the shame, all the blame, all the lost
Sense of reality of
What it means to converse
And that means you can't
Go and reverse
Say something smart or funny
And I'm invisible
Eggshells on white walls
I break because I'm not the nonesuch
I crack at the thought of being
A little too much
A little too much

If perfect practice makes the master
But the masters are allowed to make mistakes
It leaves a paradoxical situationary complication
That negatively affects the missteps I make
There's no forgiveness for my sake
So speak up
No you missed it
Find a way to resist
Screaming your frustrations out

I could say a word, regret it and
Pull it back, dragging with me
All the shame, all the blame, all the lost
Sense of reality of
What it means to converse
And that means you can't
Go and reverse
Say something smart or funny
And I'm invisible
Eggshells on white walls
I break because I'm not the nonesuch
I crack at the thought of being
A little too much
A little too much

Oh
But there's beauty in the framing of a picture
Woah, perfect angles, sharp and clean
The background work of the scene
Woah
And a harmony is so much sweeter
With a strong melody
But I'll still

Say a word, regret it and
Pull it back, dragging with me
All the shame, all the blame, all the lost
Sense of reality of
What it means to converse
And that means you can't
Go and reverse
Say something smart or funny
And I'm invisible
Eggshells on white walls
I break because I'm not the nonesuch
I crack at the thought of being
A little too much
A little too much

A little too much
A little too much