Can't Be Myself

Slam the door and grab the phone
 like a pistol against my head.
 ask your machine where are you
 damn it never knows.
 did i just leave a message or a suicide note?
 try to suck the words back down my throat
 and i don't know how long i can hold out
 hold on, hold on
 when i see ya girl i wanna change,
 my clothes, my eyes, my hair, my face,
 gotta get away, so i can be myself
 myself
 now youre staring in the mirror
 trying to see what i see.
 till you don't even recongnize yourself
 darting empty bottles and broken glass
 all tangled up in you, you
 but everyone's got someone they can't have
 i got you
 when i see ya girl i wanna change
 my clothes, my eyes, my hair, my face
 i'll be anything, but i can't be myself, myself
 i dont know how long i can hold out
 i don't know how long i can hold out
 tonight this phone feels like a pistol,
 black and cold against my temple
 did i leave a message or a suicide note
 (i don't know how long i can hold out)
 suck the words back down my throat
 (i don't know how long i can hold out)
 gotta suck the words back down my throat
 when i see ya girl i wanna change,
 my clothes, my eyes, my hair, my face
 and every word that gets away is going off like a cherry bomb
 like a shmuck outta luck
 full of sand in the clover
 im bendin im breakin
 i'm shaking all over
 i'll be anything, but i cant be myself, myself, myself
 got me slipping and sliding and tossing and turning
 and coming and creaming
 and crashing and burning
 i'll be anything, but i can't be myself, myself
 myself