[Verse 1]

Could I trust you with my thoughts

Or would you use them all against me

Can you replace my eyes for yours

And see what I really look like

I could help you criticize

[Chorus 1]

Looking for a sense of relation

Where do people want me to be?

I can't help but cry on vacation

Dressed to un-impress easily

Losing sight again

I'll go ahead and give your eyes back now

[Verse 2]

You grow up, gone

So what's the point of connecting to anyone?

Is a relationship bought or is it won?

[Chorus 2]

Are the things I think are important

Simply just distractions from death?

All of my ideas turn to content

They can be conceived 'til they're read

Lost my words again

It doesn't matter

'Cause you wouldn't understand

[Chorus 3]

Love in teens and life in the twenties

Nothing much to look forward to

I can't help but cry on vacation

Is this the way to exit my youth?

Oh

[Outro]

Hey, treacherous doctor, do you know what's the matter with me?

Hey, treacherous doctor, do you know what's the matter with me?