our self pity so insulting

I'm amazed that you managed to make this all about you
When I'm feeling under fire
I shouldn't need to take more crap from you too

    What's going on?
    Does anyone know?

So what do you all want from me
I'm not going to get into something to to amuse
Why give me so much hastle
Is this supposed to be funny, or supposed to abuse

Don't even know myself
Confused, mixed up, fucked up, whacked out intentions
And it really dosn't help
that past relationships are just my minds inventions

    What's going on?
    Does anyone know?
    And just how far
    is it all going to go?

And always she is there
I glittering star in my eye, a place I'm afraid to go
Could she really be the one?
I really couldn't say how the hell I'm supposed to know

No one knows what I am thinking
Though you seem to think that you're so fucking smart
This isn't just a joke to me
I'm trying to get to get to grips with my inexperienced heart

    What's going on?
    Does anyone know?
    And just how far
    is it all going to go?

And don't you realise
The more you preasure me with all the things you say
The more effort you put in
the more I want to turn my back, hide and run away

    What's going on?
    Does anyone know?
    And just how far
    is it all going to go?
    Will this end well
    or all finish bad?
    Will I get out of this safe
    or will I just end up sad?