Under

I'm not better off
I'm not trying
I've been watered down
I've been dying

And all of the time we spent
I'm sorry that I've been a mess
So take it from me

Looking back, I wasn't growing up
I want my apathy like a summer dress
And now I'm too scared to move
And moving so close to you
So take it from me

Be me, no more
I don't want to be me, no more
I don't want to be me, no more
I don't want to be me, no more
I don't want to be me, no more
I don't want to be me, no more
I don't want to be me, no more
I don't want to be me, no more
I don't want to be me, no more
I don't want to be me, no more
I don't want to be me, no more
I don't want to be me, no more
I don't want to be me, no more
I don't want to be me, no more