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?