Too Sensitive

Lights so bright

I can hear them buzzing

All eyes on me

I can feel the judgement

I try to find my footing

Try to say the perfect thing

But one wrong move

And it all amounts to nothing

I can feel my clothes sticking to my skin

I can feel your tone start to shift and bend

Like a tidal wave and it never ends

I'm too sensitive for my own

Good, good, good, mmm

Everything unsaid

Picked up dissected

Need three whole days

To clear the wreckage

The world is my undoing

Every spark becomes a blaze

Every small mistake is overcorrected

I can feel my clothes sticking to my skin

I can feel your tone start to shift and bend

Like a tidal wave and it never ends

I'm too sensitive for my own

Good, good, good, mmm

Good, good, good, mmm

Stop lights, down poor

High brights, ignored, long nights

I'm too sensitive for my own good

Bitter voices, bigger noises, triggers

I'm too sensitive for my own good

Good, good, good, mmm

(Bitter voices, bigger noises, triggers)

Good, good, good, mmm