Talking and trying
Except when you're crying
I'm weak when it comes to you

You're open and honest
I know there's no contest
I'm one of the chosen few
On the outside

Some people are laughing
My head's sorta half in
You're pouring out things you think

I'm pulling my hair out
To figure it all out
Come on be with me
On the outside

Out of our minds
Stabbing with rubber knives
I don't like how it feels
On the outside

I want what I want
Right when I want it
I grab it and say "good luck"

I don't wanna hurt you
I consider your virtues
I don't want to find you stuck

On the outside
On the outside
I'm stuck on the outside
On the outside
Stuck on the outside
On the outside

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