"Undependable Me"
Am I living the life I want to live?
Is what I do unjustified?
And how do I know if I really love you?
How can I see through my lies?
Maybe I've fed you the wrong impression
or maybe it's your problem with perception
but whatever the cause may be
can you honestly say that you're happy?
This is how I feel, and God knows I'm trying to change
This is how I am, but I don't think I should change for anyone, not even for you
You see, I believe that happiness is fleeting
I know I exist because I feel pain and sadness
If I'm happy I don't believe I'm alive
I'm not willing to bend, but I can break you
If I really wanted to, I could end it all
And I think I'm heading that way
Am I a worthless cause to bear?
Is what I say even sensible?
And how do I know if you really love me?
And do I even care?
Maybe I've said too much nonsense
in the heat of emotions and passion
only now I find my words meaningless
realizing now I'm untrue
This is how I feel, and God can't help me this way
As I am now, there's nothing I can do for you, for me, for anyone.
You know, I'll never be a happy person
This is something I've known since birth
If I'm happy I must be dead
I'm not willing to give you what you want
If you really wanted to, you can try your best, yourself
Don't automatically depend on me
Undependable me.
SO this should be telling you something
If I really love you, I would be trying harder right?
Yet here I am, stalling - Doubts obscuring my mind.
I'm not willing to try harder. For you, I won't fight.
Is what I do unjustified?
And how do I know if I really love you?
How can I see through my lies?
Maybe I've fed you the wrong impression
or maybe it's your problem with perception
but whatever the cause may be
can you honestly say that you're happy?
This is how I feel, and God knows I'm trying to change
This is how I am, but I don't think I should change for anyone, not even for you
You see, I believe that happiness is fleeting
I know I exist because I feel pain and sadness
If I'm happy I don't believe I'm alive
I'm not willing to bend, but I can break you
If I really wanted to, I could end it all
And I think I'm heading that way
Am I a worthless cause to bear?
Is what I say even sensible?
And how do I know if you really love me?
And do I even care?
Maybe I've said too much nonsense
in the heat of emotions and passion
only now I find my words meaningless
realizing now I'm untrue
This is how I feel, and God can't help me this way
As I am now, there's nothing I can do for you, for me, for anyone.
You know, I'll never be a happy person
This is something I've known since birth
If I'm happy I must be dead
I'm not willing to give you what you want
If you really wanted to, you can try your best, yourself
Don't automatically depend on me
Undependable me.
SO this should be telling you something
If I really love you, I would be trying harder right?
Yet here I am, stalling - Doubts obscuring my mind.
I'm not willing to try harder. For you, I won't fight.
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