Thank goodness for people who listen

Thank goodness for people who know how to talk

Thank you to all of those who fit those descriptions

And hell to those who make me need them at all

 

Somehow I’ve become someone else

Somehow I’ve learned the art of being shy

I don’t know whether the person I’ve become is myself

Shy yet rebellious because the choice is mine

 

I pay attention to the wrong details

Ignore the lessons

The unintended words send me off my rail

Because I let them

 

My own mind is a puzzle to me

I don’t understand what I think or why

So I am grateful to people who listen and let me be

To the people who actually want to try

 

I pay attention to the wrong details

Ignore the lessons

The unintended words send me off my rail

Because I let them

 

I pay attention to the wrong details

Ignore the lessons

The unintended words send me off my rail

Because I let them

 

To think I might’ve forgotten what it’s like

To have someone else sitting in my heart

To matter to somebody, be first in their life

And being myself by myself is really hard

 

I pay attention to the wrong details

Ignore the lessons

The unintended words send me off my rail

Because I let them

 

I pay attention to the wrong details

Ignore the lessons

The unintended words send me off my rail

Because I let them