Confessions After Midnight

still find it hard to speak

if I'm not asked to

still afraid of eyes that meet

mostly I don't even dare to

I just wanna go home

but I don't know where it is

can you tell if I am lying

used to be so good at it

ooh

smoking makes me nervous

but I do it to calm down

spending hundreds at the thrift shop

is my therapeutic playground

funny how i knew you

how you thought that you knew me

probably cause I'm just honest

when i open up to sing

it's been too long too heavy

unspoken in our heads

it's only fair if all of us

scream the words we never said

ooh