Incomplete and Insecure

I haven't finished a thing since

I started my life, don't feel much like starting now.

Walking out lonely has worked like a charm,

I'm the only one

I have to let down.

But watching you makes me think that that is wrong.

I can go on with my insecure nature,

I can keep living off sympathy.

I can tell all the people that all of the success is a direct reflection on me.

But watching you makes me think that that is wrong.

What is important?

What's really important?

Am I not to know by my name?

Will I ever know silence, without mental violence, will raining at night go away?

It's up to you, my father call on me.

I haven't finished a thing since

I started my life, don't feel much like starting now. (x4)

I haven't finished a thing since

I started my life (x2)