With ever action, overt trembling And every reaction, I'm analyzing Maybe I've been too anxious And Maybe I've just been over- thinking this I'll be the one with hopes that reach the sky but they'll come crashing... The search for something more It seems so futile I'm just being honest I don't think that it exists Though some pretend to care Is anybody caring, honest? And what made me come to this? With every moment, I mean less to you In every moment, I search for some truth Maybe I've been too open And maybe I've just been over- thinking this I'll be the one with regrets that hang to the ground And they'll be dragging... Maybe I've been too honest And maybe I just don't know how to play your games I'll be the one who knows to keep it inside