a bit too young to think that i'm growing old slightly more than i can take in
and i don't know if i can take it it is too much for me to take in
try to be as clear as i can be with you othing more that i can do but clearly i've been here before
i'm trying to make you understand
and i don't know if i can take it or break it
ashamed of what i came to be afraid of what it means to me amazed at what i need to know
i'm trying to make you understand
they tap you on the shoulder and they trap you in the corner what they really want from me but they want to talk about it