Heavy head, smoke alarm
Lost your friend, broke your arm
Keeping secrets from yourself
Like it's all you have to make you interesting

What you said, it's a start
Hard to change, what you are
I could kill a dozen lines, I don't mind
Just as long, I know you're listening

Maybe searching for meaning isn't good for your health
It's not the same kind of feeling when you dance by yourself
And I'm so sick of believing in that kind of help
I get overwhelmed

What's to see, in the dark
I can be where you are
Tell yourself it doesn't matter, a pattern
Hidden in calligraphy

Something deep, weighs your heart
Try to breathe, but it's hard
Speak in whispers to yourself, somewhere else
But only you know what you mean

Maybe searching for meaning isn't good for your health
It's not the same kind of feeling when you dance by yourself
And I'm so sick of believing in that kind of help
I get overwhelmed

Maybe searching for meaning isn't good for your health
It's not the same kind of feeling when you dance by yourself
And I'm so sick of believing in that kind of help
I get overwhelmed

I get overwhelmed