When blues, got me down
   Then I, get turned around
   I tend to, cut myself off
   From things, I shouldn't run from
  
   It doesn't really matter
   Sometimes we run for cover
   I'm always on the outside
  
   Stabbed me in the back
   Wanted things that I lack
   Sticking to your ploy
   Is this something you enjoy?
   Publicity and insecurity
   Just wanna be me
   It's my need to be free
  
   Chorus
   It doesn't really matter
   Sometimes we run for cover
   I'm always on the outside (on my own)
   You never seem to wonder
   How much you make me suffer
   I speak it from the inside
  
   Looking right at me (at me)
   Won't receive my plea (my plea)
   Tell me what you mean (you mean)
   I'm not what's on the screen (oh-oh)
   Faking what will be (will be)
   Fighting the fatigue (fatigue)
   That's quite enough for me (for me)
   Makes me wanna scream
   (scream, scream, scream, scream, scream, scream)
  
   Keep it to myself (Keep it to myself)
  
   Chorus
   It doesn't really matter
   Sometimes we run for cover
   I'm always on the outside
   Keep it to myself (keep it to myself)
   You never seem to wonder
   How much you make me suffer
   I speak it from the inside
  
   Keep it to myself
   (Keep it to myself) (on my own)
  
   Chorus
   It doesn't really matter
   Sometimes we run for cover (on my own)
   I'm always on the outside
   Keep it to myself (keep it to myself)
   You never seem to wonder
   How much you make me suffer
   I speak it from the inside