For You

I'm getting too comfortable in my skin again
 Laughing too loudly at my own jokes again
 Mm, mm, mm
 Need to stifle my voice again
 Need to make myself small again
 So that I can fit in the palms of your hands
 So that I can be loved again
 Shove a sock down my throat again
 Remind me I'm not funny again
 Be the cool girl you wanted everyone to see
 In high school, I wanted everything but me
 But pardon me, I've overshared
 I'll back myself into this corner
 I'll hide my tail between my legs
 It's really for the best
 And I'll be quiet for you
 And I'll make room here for you
 I'll throw out my things and ignore the constant sting
 Shove your keys on my ring
 And I'll ask, "How are things?"
 For you
 For you
 For you
 For you