I really wanna make you proud
But I always let you down
At least that's what you say
When you don't get your way
You seem to put the blame on me
The others would agree
But they tend to look the other way
And if I had my way
I would make sure they pay

They're aware of the signs
But they tend to act like all is fine
Play with the BBGun
That they gave to have fun
I wonder if they could outrun
They're aware of the signs
But they tend to act like all is fine
Play with the BBGun
That they gave to have fun

I got too much on my mind
Have no way to stop the decline
Isolate myself from the outside
They'd much rather I die
Try to keep myself intact
I want some sort of attachment
Could you at least give me that?

Push all that aside
Can't handle denial
And no one wants to hear what I got to say
They wave me away, And still I will obey
Keep it bottled inside
Cause they won't listen
About my deteriorating condition
Still want fruition
I just want recognition

I really wanna make you proud
But I always let you down
At least that's what you say
When you don't get your way
You seem to put the blame on me
The others would agree
But they tend to look the other way
And if I had my way
I would make sure they pay

They're aware of the signs
But they tend to act like all is fine
Play with the BBGun
That they gave to have fun
I wonder if they could outrun
There aware of the signs
But they tend to act like all is fine
Play with the BBGun
That they gave to have fun

I got too much on my mind
Have no way to stop the decline
Isolate myself from the outside
They'd much rather I die
Try to keep myself intact
I want some sort of attachment
Could you at least give me that?