T-Shirt (Acoustic)

(Intro)

I am lost, I've been accosted by the forces of my pride

I am clueless, I am useless and I've got no hole to hide in don't know

Happy, sad, which is worse? And there's a dead girl's name on my T-Shirt

(Verse 1)

My list of life goals is long and it was a tightrope that I was walking on

Pressure surmounting and I'm just amounting to nothing, need to continue the counting

Waiting for something to come when I know it won't be like I dreamt and I would have spent precious time that I'll never get back because you've only got one shot, deliver attack

People like extroverts, I'm just the next best girl till someone else works

Three cheers for a positive attitude, internally I shout "What's the matter with you?!"

I'm not always an optimist, steady on the outside but I'm not on top of it

My aspirations can't be for focus or set so high in a (?) take a spill off  this preconceptions all I'm left with is no direction, expecting tomorrow's gonna bring something better than today

But the day's far by and the sky's stayed gray

Fatigued, I'm on a siege but my doubts in the clouds, hang low

And I'm alone in my room, this tomb is full of silence

Just me, myself, and I

Second guessing my blessing is missing sitting at my desk just stressing, plotting all my stepping stones

Gotta make a stack of dough before I turn into a sack of bones

(Chorus)

I am lost, I've been accosted by the forces of my pride

I am clueless, I am useless and I've got no hole to hide in don't know

Happy, sad, which is worse? And there's a dead girl's name on my T-Shirt

(Verse 2)

I was hoping that I wouldn't have to think about growing up

Fairy god mother gonna show up with a golden platter telling me that I'm set for life, all I gotta do's enjoy the ride

Subconsciously I believed I'd be free of the demons that plague a quarter life crisis (?) no, I will not be that you cannot stop me

But where am I headed?

I'm sick of my own surprises, my own surprises

Guises of people I see on TV, alive but what is this life and what does it mean to me?

The questions roll like raindrops on windshields

Crowds full of people who does this (?) can still searching for images that I was made in walls of false so beaten they cave in

People are appeased by Monday, future needed know is music the root for me?

4 am I'm up again, see a re-envisioning failure up ahead

But I slap on a smile and a happy face

Gushing, saying "Everything's going just great."

What happened to my confidence? Now it's just discord

Know it could be worse but this wasn't what I wished for

Wasn't what I wished for. Wasn't what I wished for, wasn't what I wished for

Entertaining fantasies, record labels handing me, all my wishes granted as I rebel in my vanity, decisions make my stomach ache and and I'm breaking promises to (?) I'll just stick to what I think I felt

How can I follow my intuition when I've got no true position?

I'm just drifting, just drifting

I am lost, I am exhausted, and I don't know where to go

I am foolish, I am useless, and I've got no room to grow

I'm a stranger in my own damn mind and I don't know what I came to find, still there's people dying

(Chorus)

I am lost, I've been accosted by the forces of my pride

I am clueless, I am useless and I've got no hole to hide in don't know

Happy, sad, which is worse? And there's a dead girl's name on my T-Shirt