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

Wanted 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



Chorus

It doesn't really matter

Sometimes we run for cover

I'm always on the outside (on my own)

You never seem to wonder

How much you make me suffer

I speak it from the inside



Looking right at me (at me)

Won't receive my plea (my plea)

Tell me what you mean (you mean)

I'm not what's on the screen (oh-oh)

Faking what will be (will be)

Fighting the fatigue (fatigue)

That's quite enough for me (for me)

Makes me wanna scream

(scream, scream, scream, scream, scream, scream)



Keep it to myself (Keep it to myself)



Chorus

It doesn't really matter

Sometimes we run for cover

I'm always on the outside

Keep it to myself (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

(Keep it to myself) (on my own)



Chorus

It doesn't really matter

Sometimes we run for cover (on my own)

I'm always on the outside

Keep it to myself (keep it to myself)

You never seem to wonder

How much you make me suffer

I speak it from the inside