I have this feeling inside that I wouldn't like me if I met me Seems like a losing fight if you could see it through my eyes then you'd believe me Truth is that I'm overrated I can't think straight I'm formulaic The truth is that it's sad to say but you can't help me You You don't see me that way You hear the words that I say You just tell me my heart's in the right place it's the world that's confused and it's never too late to save a hopeless case I've always known a ghost like me can disappear in a moment (a moment, a moment) well I'm my own worst casualty anything I touch can (anything I touch can) get broken Truth is that I'm self destructive I'm insecure I'm out of focus The truth is that I've had enough but you still help me You You don't see me that way You hear the words that I