Oh noose tied myself in, tied myself too tight
looking kind of anxious in your cross armed stance
like a bad tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance
and i claim i'm not excited with my life any more
so i blame this town, this job, these friends
the truth is it's myself
and i'm trying to understand myself
and pinpoint where i am
by the time i get things figured out
i've change the whole damn plan
oh noose tied myself in, tied myself too tight
talking shit about a pretty sunset
blanketing opinions that i'll probably regret soon
i've changed my mind so much i cant even trust it
my mind changed me so much i cant even trust myself