I do this thing where I close off
My feelings and I take my clothes off
So I don't have to open up to my boyfriend

I told my friends that I'm fine
But really, I'm losing my mind
They're drinking, I'm thinking too much
So I avoid them

Sucking in my stomach
Side effects of fitting in
Don't cut my hair 'cause I'm scared
God forbid I have my own opinion

It's my fear of looking like a dumbass
Saying something that I shouldn't have
It's holding me back, holding me back, holding me back

My fear of never being good enough
So I ignore what I want
It's holding me back, holding me back

But I'm over that
Over, over, over, over, over
Over that
Over, over, over, over, over

I'm over biting on my tongue
When people tell me I'm too young
To say all the things that I do in my songs

Seventeen over these side effects of fitting in
I don't know shit, let me live
God forbid I have my own opinion

It's my fear of looking like a dumbass
Saying something that I shouldn't have
It's holding me back, holding me back, holding me back

My fear of never being good enough
So I ignore what I want
It's holding me back, holding me back

But I'm over that
Over, over, over, over, over
Over that
Over, over, over, over, over
Over that
Over, over, over, over, over

It's my fear of looking like a dumbass
Saying something that I shouldn't have
It's holding me back, holding me back, holding me

It's my fear of never being good enough
So I turned into what I'm not
It's holding me back, holding me back, holding me