Oh, noose Tied myself in, tied myself too tight Looking kind of anxious in your cross-armed stance Like a bad-tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance And I claim I'm not excited with my life anymore So I blame this town, this job, these friends The truth is it's myself And I'm trying to understand myself And pinpoint who I am When I finally get it figured out I've changed the whole damn plan Oh, noose Tied myself in, tied myself too tight Talking shit about a pretty sunset Blanketing opinions that I'll probably regret soon Changed my mind so much I can't even trust it My mind changed me so much I can't even trust myself