When you say my words aren't ones that are meant to be heard,
For what it's worth,
Nothing seems to be working.
You don't want to hear me regardless,
It doesn't matter what it is,
My tone, and it's never your fault.
If you wanted me to just leave you alone,
You'd have said it,
But these games just go on for days.
You'll never hear me, and wow,
I just can't speak out loud enough for you to hear.
I thought if I was so clear,
Softly outspoken,
You'd hear my words and not just the 'bitching' as what you call it.
I've had enough of feeling like I'm too damn much,
Or not enough of all the stuff that you want.
So I'm gonna have to run and not care if it gets noticed.
My happiness can't depend on the motives
Of someone so wrapped up in themselves.
You may as well go on your way, baby,
You know it ain't fair that you stay
And be a victim of another motif.
People have needs,
And what is there left
After you've met every single one
Is you, naked and exposed,
To much of everything
They didn't want to choose
Too damn much for them to love.
You deserve more, you've never been too much
You've never been enough
This isn't bargained for anymore
You've chosen your batro2a
It can't be ignored
You can hit the door
Because they didn't care to hear you
When you cried out.
Your voice didn't seem to matter
When it was the loudest no doubt
Be the optimist,
This world is yours for the taking, baby,
It's their loss.
It's your world for the shaking
You keep the wins,
They'll wish they would have listened,
But you were just *itching."