Too Sensitive

Lights so bright
I can hear them buzzing
All eyes on me
I can feel the judgement

I try to find my footing
Try to say the perfect thing
But one wrong move
And it all amounts to nothing

I can feel my clothes sticking to my skin
I can feel your tone start to shift and bend
Like a tidal wave and it never ends
I'm too sensitive for my own
Good, good, good, mmm

Everything unsaid
Picked up dissected
Need three whole days
To clear the wreckage

The world is my undoing
Every spark becomes a blaze
Every small mistake is overcorrected

I can feel my clothes sticking to my skin
I can feel your tone start to shift and bend
Like a tidal wave and it never ends
I'm too sensitive for my own
Good, good, good, mmm
Good, good, good, mmm

Stop lights, down poor
High brights, ignored, long nights
I'm too sensitive for my own good

Bitter voices, bigger noises, triggers
I'm too sensitive for my own good
Good, good, good, mmm

(Bitter voices, bigger noises, triggers)
Good, good, good, mmm