What The Hell Is Wrong With Me?

(Verse 1) The static finally died in the kitchen light The walls aren’t screaming for the first time tonight I’m looking at the dust where the records used to be Just a ghost in a house full of things I don’t need I used to blame the word, used to blame the crowd Used to think the world was just too damn loud But I’m the one sitting in the dark, on the floor Staring at the handle of a locked-up door. (Chorus) So tell me, what the hell is wrong with me? I keep building cages and I’m throwing out the key I survived the crash, I survived the fall But I’m still the one writing on the inside of the wall Is it the way I’m built? Is it just my name? Or do I only feel alive when I’m drowning in the blame? What the hell is wrong with me? (Verse 2) I remember the girl, I remember the face Before I turned a conversation into a crime scene space She wasn’t the monster, she wasn’t the knife I’m the one who invited the ghost into my life I’ve been playing the victim like a goddamn pro Collecting all the scars just to put ‘em on a show But the audience is gone, and the theater is black And I’m the only one holding myself back. (Bridge) It’s not the world. It’s not the law. It’s every single flaw I ever ignored. If I don’t change the skin, I’ll never change the heart And I’m tired of being the one who tears it all apart. (Chorus) What the hell is wrong with me? I keep building cages and I’m throwing out the key I survived the crash, I survived the fall But I’m still the one writing on the inside of the wall What the hell is wrong with me? (Outro) I gotta move. I gotta breathe. I gotta be someone I actually believe. (Long silence) ...I’m done with the walls.