My mind is on the shelf
It's an unopened book that I hand-wrote myself
So when you think that you know someone

They're authors, too; you should know that you're wrong

You think that you know me but

You know me by what you see so
Go on, judge me by my shoes and
I'll pretend I know you


Chorus: We're all a bit lonely
We're all a bit tired

We're all a bit empty
We're all a bunch of big fat liars with the
I'm fine, I'm okay

You go, it's good, I'll stay
And no one ever says a word,
cause that's the way it works


I think that if we looked into each other's eyes we could
See right through all the vacant lies, but

I don't think you'd let me if I tried
Cause you don't let anyone inside


But our secrets make our insides cold, so
You'll be freezing when you're old unless you
Open up, let it out, let it in

Don't worry, most of the time, nobody's listenin'

Chorus


Stop and think; we're all on the brink
On the verge of collapse, cause, hey, we've all got things

We're all lost and just wanna be found
We've got weights on our chests that are keeping us down
So next time you're around


Final Chorus: Know that I'm a bit lonely
And I'm a bit tired

Cause we're all a bit empty
We're all a bunch of liars unless we say
Please just stay, please don't go

Walk away, and leave me on my own
And leave me on my own
No, I'm not "fine," I'm all twisted inside

And I cannot see through the things on my mind
But no one ever says a word
Cause that's the way it works

That's the twisted way it works
That's the way it works