I left my room a mess

Saw the state I'd made and washed a dish instead

You told me to take a breath

I tried to bide some time before I go

To vocalise the reason I see red

Why I see red

I start my day feeling wronged

Temperatures rising pressure builds

I'm unaware

And you feel the distance grow

Worried you'll strike a nerve so carefully you tread

But I'll believe it when you say

There's always gonna be something wrong

I don't like who I become

One of these days I'll hear you tell me

Close the door and just calm down

There's always gonna be something wrong

I don't like who I become

One of these days I'll hear you tell me

Close the door and just calm down

Yeah

Just calm

No you're taking none of this

I push the posts and make it

Seem less than it is

I say you're too sensitive

But it's just the little things

That I can't comprehend

So I'll believe it when you say

There's always gonna be something wrong

I don't like who I become

One of these days I'll hear you tell me

Close the door and just calm down

Always gonna be something wrong

I don't like who I become

One of these days I'll hear you tell me

Close the door and just calm

Always gonna be something wrong

I don't like who I become

One of these days I'll hear you tell me

Close the door and just calm down

Always gonna be something wrong

I don't like who I become

One of these days I'll hear you tell me

Close the door and just calm

Always gonna be something wrong

I don't like who I become

One of these days I'll hear you tell me

Close the door and just calm