| I do this thing where I close off
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| My feelings and I take my clothes off
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| So I don’t have to open up to my boyfriend
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| I told my friends that I’m fine
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| But really, I’m losin' my mind
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| They’re drinkin', I’m thinkin' too much
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| So I avoid them
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| Sucking in my stomach
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| Side effects of fitting in
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| Don’t cut my hair 'cause I’m scared
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| God forbid I have my own opinion
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| It’s my fear of looking like a dumbass
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| Saying something that I shouldn’t have
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| It’s holding me back, holding me back, holding me back
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| My fear of never being good enough
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| So I ignore what I want
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| It’s holding me back, holding me back
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| But I’m over that
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| Over, over, over, over, over
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| Over that
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| Over, over, over, over, over
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| I’m over biting on my tongue
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| When people tell me I’m too young
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| To say all the things that I do in my songs
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| Seventeen over these side effects of fitting in
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| I don’t know shit, let me live
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| God forbid I have my own opinion
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| It’s my fear of looking like a dumbass
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| Saying something that I shouldn’t have
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| It’s holding me back, holding me back, holding me back
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| Holding me back
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| My fear of never being good enough
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| So I ignore what I want
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| It’s holding me back, holding me back
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| But I’m over that
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| Over, over, over, over, over
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| Over that
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| Over, over, over, over, over
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| Over that
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| Over, over, over, over, over
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| It’s my fear of looking like a dumbass
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| Saying something that I shouldn’t have
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| It’s holding me back, holding me back, holding me
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| It’s my fear of never being good enough
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| So I turned into what I’m not
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| It’s holding me back, holding me back, holding me |