I stopped today to see myself in subway glass And I was scared of the way I look now I knew the only thought my mind, my eyes Please don't believe in me I don't wanna let you down
And I'm convinced it only rains in New York And I am surrounded by everything that really scares me A room full of empty people Regretting every time that they inhale
And I wanted to write one perfect song To make you cry in your sleep Kind of like a soundtrack for your dreams To let you know I'm watching And making sure it turns out alright It'll be alright I guess I wanted to make you feel something I wanted to make you feel everything
And you may call me a protest singer But I'm only protesting myself I don't believe in beautiful people And I don't believe in me I wonder what it's like to be in between
Can you hear me? Can you hear me? You may call me a protest singer (Can you hear me?) But I'm only protesting myself And you may call me a protest singer But I'm only protesting myself