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All day
Staring at the ceiling making
Friends with shadows on the wall.
All night
Hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something.
Hold on.
feeling like I'm headed for a
Break down
And I don't know why.

But I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell.
I know right now you can't tell.
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me.
I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired.
I know, right now you don't care.
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

Me.
Talking to myself in public;
Dodging glances on the train.
I know,
I know they've all been talking bout me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong
With me.
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow
I've lost my mind.

But I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell.
I know right now you can't tell.
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me.
I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired.
I know, right now you don't care.
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be.

I've been talking in my sleep.
Pretty soon they'll come and get me.
They'll be taking me away.

But I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell.
I know right now you can't tell.
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me.
I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired.
I know, right now you don't care.
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be.
And how I used to be.
And how I used to be.
And how I used to be.