Best Years

It would've been nice to brush it off as no big deal
You show who you are when you are hiding how you feel
Maybe you're scared of knowing who you really are
Inquiry stamped with your rejection

Biting my tongue
It's bleeding
All of the signs, misleading
I didn't choose to be here
Starting to lose my best years

It's gotta be okay to know there's no way to get inside
Then maybe we faked it at least I'll take it and know I tried
Speaking our truth but we don't know what's real
Someone always told me how to feel

Biding my time
We're grieving
All of our friends are fleeting
We didn't choose to see this
Ignorance turning into bliss

Run-in out of time
You know you're not
Leaning on a lie
It's all you've got
Maybe we should face it
Maybe just erase it from our minds

Using our time unwisely
Focused on things unlikely
What if I don't accept it
Decades of missing exits

Biting my tongue
Biting my tongue
Biting my tongue
Biting my tongue