You ready?
No
I do this thing where I close off
My feelings, and I take my clothes off
So I don't have to open up to my boyfriend
I told my friends that I'm fine
But really, I'm losin' my mind
They're drinkin', I'm thinkin' too much
So I avoid them
Sucking in my stomach
Side effects of fitting in
Won't cut my hair, 'cause I'm scared
God, forbid I have my own opinion
It's my fear of looking like a dumbass
Saying something that I shouldn't have
It's holding me back, holding me back, holding me back
My fear of never being good enough
So I ignore what I want
It's holding me back, holding me back
But I'm over that
Over, over, over, over, over
Over that
Over, over, over, over, over
I'm overbite on my tongue
When people tell me I'm too young
To say all the things that I do in my songs
Sensing all of these side effects of fitting in
I don't know shit, let me live
God, forbid I have my own opinion
It's my fear of looking like a dumbass
Saying something that I shouldn't have
It's holding me back, holding me back, holding me back
My fear of never being good enough
So I ignore what I want
It's holding me back, holding me back
But I'm over that
Over, over, over, over, over
Over that
Over, over, over, over, over
Over that
Over, over, over, over, over
It's my fear of looking like a dumbass
Saying something that I shouldn't have
It's holding me back, holding me back, holding me
It's my fear of never being good enough
So I didn't know what I want
It's holding me back, holding me back, holding me
