Scared Of My Friends

Armchair Martian

Scared of being all alone

scared of people who i've met and i've known

so weighing the odds

i'd rather be alone

so i'm returning you, everyone i know

scared of failing in the end

and i'd cut all ties with you

but i'd really miss my friends

and this might sound strong

but it's the weakest i've ever known

well i get along

thought that i've been selfish

but now i know it's fear

giving in and getting out

leaving when you're near

and i don't deny all of the lies

and i don't deny, hell i hardly even tried

left of the mark, or closer to the stare

and if not for pride, i'd be meeting you somewhere

when you reel me back in the end

when you really kill me, with whatever you said

again it begins, or in the end

ages of silence, one second and you win

this might sound strong

but it's the weakest i've ever known

well i get along