Something Strange

There's something strange about this place
There's something strange
There's something strange
Should I be here, should I be here
Offered me all of your old things
Because you stepped it up, a notch
You've changed, so much you caved, so much
And I hope you get better but I also don't care
I will never ever go up those stairs
I'm good without it, I don't doubt it
There's something strange about this place
There's something strange
There's something strange
And I, don't doubt it
I'll be good, without it

Check yes on the yellow flowers
You stayed up for all those hours
Senseless reckless wannabe
These aren't my problems, don't put 'em on me
Cracking heartbeats that were set in stone
You always fuckin' use that tone
And I can't fix you, no not like that
You can't rely on me like that

There's something strange about this place
And no it's not me, it's not fucking me
I'm starting to feel like I shouldn't be here
I'm starting to feel so unsafe here
But nobody gets it and nobody will
Nobody knows what he did what was real
And now they all sit there and they think I'm crazy
And now they all get to conspire against me
And oh god I fear him is that what you want?
Or let me rephrase that
Did you expect that I'd feel that at all?

Check yes on the yellow flowers
You stayed up for all those hours
Senseless reckless wannabe
These aren't my problems, don't put 'em on me
Cracking heartbeats that were set in stone
You always fuckin' use that tone
And I cant fix you, no not like that
You can't rely on me like that

'Cause it's personal
I'm telling you it's personal
I'm telling you it's personal
It's fucking personal
Personal