Protest Singer (Live)

I stopped today to see myself in subway glass and I was scared of the way I look now I knew the only thought behind my eyes please don't believe in me I don't want to let you down and I'm convinced it only rains in New York and I am surrounded by everything that really scares me a room full of empty people regretting every time that they inhale and I want to write one perfect song to make you cry in your sleep kind of like a soundtrack for your dreams to let you'ld know I'm watching and making sure it's (exact) alright it'll be alright I guess I wanted to make you feel something I wanted to make you feel everything and you may call me a protest singer but I'm only protesting myself I don't believe in beautiful people and I don't believe in me I wonder what it's like to be in between can you hear me can you hear me you may call me a protest singer can you hear me but I'm only protesting myself and you may call me a protest singer but I'm only protesting myself