Crying

What's this salty water streaming down my cheeks?

I guess I must be crying, I guess I must be crying

My eyes are leaking and my body feels so weak

I guess I must be crying, I guess I must be crying

I'm a thinker, not a feeler

I don't deal with issues, I just call my dealer

An emotional iceberg, I pimp my feelings

Got a thick skin, I think it's appealing

I was a clever child, I was never wild

I could remember every phone number that I ever dialed

I was remote but in control

The die was cast, cast myself in a starring role

And I learned how to feign affection

Learned how to kiss babies, every day's an election

Moved in slow-motion, with no emotion

Started story-telling, they were LOL-ing

Started thinking differently, epiphany

I turned into a different me, and thus began the infamy

It's the infant in me, I have fun with bad puns

But sorry, cause the story is a sad one

And they say that tears are not enough

But I'll cry for a woman if she's hot enough

And I'll cry for attention so you will love me

And I'll cry just to mess with your impression of me

And I know it's tempting to call me a sad clown

Cause my mouth tells jokes but my fingers make sad sounds

Call me a drama-queen, I'm fiercer than Jake Shears

I know what it takes to be the Shakespeare of these fake tears

I'm unshakable, 100% control

My heart is cold as the Yukon, it's also black as coal

No, I'm not capable of shedding honest tears

My life is lived like a movie, telling lies is my career

So what's this salty water streaming down my cheeks?

I guess I must be crying, I guess I must be crying

(you don't know)

I guess I must be crying, I guess I must be crying

So I turn on the faucets, sympathy, symphony

You hear violins and massive rumblings of timpani

I started thinking differently, epiphany

I turned into a different me

Thus began the infamy

My lips tremble and my chin quivers

My nose is running, running very fast, my body shivers

If this is crying, I get it now

It hurts, but it feels good, to let it out

The master of deflection, I absorb the tension

Pale is my complexion, my whole jaw clenchin'

I just won't cry and you know why?

I already got bloodshot eyes cause I'm so high

What's this salty water streaming down my cheeks?

I guess I must be crying, I guess I must be crying