dumbass

You ready?

No

I do this thing where I close off

My feelings, and I take my clothes off

So I don't have to open up to my boyfriend

I told my friends that I'm fine

But really, I'm losin' my mind

They're drinkin', I'm thinkin' too much

So I avoid them

Sucking in my stomach

Side effects of fitting in

Won't cut my hair, 'cause I'm scared

God, forbid I have my own opinion

It's my fear of looking like a dumbass

Saying something that I shouldn't have

It's holding me back, holding me back, holding me back

My fear of never being good enough

So I ignore what I want

It's holding me back, holding me back

But I'm over that

Over, over, over, over, over

Over that

Over, over, over, over, over

I'm overbite on my tongue

When people tell me I'm too young

To say all the things that I do in my songs

Sensing all of these side effects of fitting in

I don't know shit, let me live

God, forbid I have my own opinion

It's my fear of looking like a dumbass

Saying something that I shouldn't have

It's holding me back, holding me back, holding me back

My fear of never being good enough

So I ignore what I want

It's holding me back, holding me back

But I'm over that

Over, over, over, over, over

Over that

Over, over, over, over, over

Over that

Over, over, over, over, over

It's my fear of looking like a dumbass

Saying something that I shouldn't have

It's holding me back, holding me back, holding me

It's my fear of never being good enough

So I didn't know what I want

It's holding me back, holding me back, holding me