When blues
got me down
Then I
get turned around
I tend to
cut myself off
From things
I shouldn't run from
It doesn't
really matter
Sometimes we run
for cover
I'm always
on the outside
Stabbed me in the back
wanting things
that I lack
Sticking to your ploy
is this something
you enjoy
Publicity and insecurity
just wanna be me
It's my need to be free
It doesn't
really matter
Sometimes we run
for cover
I'm always
on the outside oh-oh
You never seem
to wonder
How much
you make me suffer
I speak it
from the inside
Looking right at me
Won't receive my plea
Tell me what you mean
I'm not what's
on the screen
Faking what will be
Fighting the fatigue
That's quite enough
for me
Makes me wanna scream
Scream scream
Scream scream
Scream scream
Keep it to myself
It doesn't
really matter
Sometimes we run
for cover
I'm always
on the outside
Keep it to myself
You never seem
to wonder
How much
you make me suffer
I speak it
from the inside
Keep it to myself
It doesn't
really matter
Sometimes we run
for cover
I'm always
on the outside
Keep it to myself
You never seem
to wonder
How much
you make me suffer
I speak it
from the inside