Sometimes I feel like my IQ too low to find the words to tell you how I feel I don't talk to no one but I don't feel lonesome, just don't want to be prescribed pills I stare at my wall, feel like I'm out of my body Missed two hundred calls, why do I feel so forgotten Close my eyes, I hear each raindrop as it's falling Glass windows and they foggy, all my brain cells rotting And I don't feel like myself, am I growing? Am I going insane? Would I know it? And I don't feel like myself, am I growing? Am I going insane? Would I know it? Am I selfish 'cause I'm sad? Really I'm a bad boyfriend, I treat my best friends bad I need answers, I need hope I won't get home, I'm too low Every time you knock, I lock my door I question my love for things I lost interest in every single thing I love Turn the music off, turn the lights on inside the club, club I guess I see things for what they really are We all die the same, no one's really a star There's a rattle in my head big as all of the wars I'm most likely to be sad, I win all the awards And I don't feel like myself, am I growing? Am I going insane? Would I know it? And I don't feel like myself, am I growing? Am I going insane? Would I know it?