Too little. Too much. Too fast. Too slow. Too yes. Too no. Too stay. Too go. Tell me when I finally get it right. [Verse 1] I can turn a three-word text Into a three-hour investigation Read a period like a threat Build a case from punctuation You get quiet, I get louder Trying to find out what went wrong Then I hate myself for asking So I swear I'll shut it off But silence feels like leaving And distance feels like proof My brain can make a goodbye Out of anything you do [Pre-Chorus] I know I'm hard to reassure When reassurance doesn't stick I know you say we're fine And somehow I still find the crack in it [Chorus] I'm too much Then I'm not enough Too attached Then I don't open up Too loud Too quiet Too scared Too tough Everybody wants my heart Till they find out how it loves Too yes Too no Too stay Too go Tell me what the hell I'm supposed to be Maybe I'm damaged goods Maybe that's all anybody sees Something almost worth loving Till you get too close to me [Verse 2] I apologize before you blame me Explain myself before you ask Keep one hand around the future And one digging through the past Every shift becomes a warning Every silence has a cause I can ruin something beautiful Just looking for what's wrong And I know it must get tiring Being questioned when you're sure But I've watched enough doors close That I listen for them first [Pre-Chorus] So I make myself smaller Then they ask where I went I finally show them everything And suddenly I'm too intense [Chorus] I'm too much Then I'm not enough Too attached Then I don't open up Too loud Too quiet Too scared Too tough Everybody wants my heart Till they find out how it loves Too yes Too no Too stay Too go Tell me what the hell I'm supposed to be Maybe I'm damaged goods Maybe that's all anybody sees Something almost worth loving Till you get too close to me [Bridge] Maybe I learned to overthink Because once I missed the signs Maybe now I search for endings Before they get the chance to find me Maybe every time you tell me "Nothing's wrong, just let it be" There's a frightened little voice Already packing up for me And I'm so fucking tired Of fighting with my head Of mourning conversations That haven't happened yet [Breakdown] Too needy. Too distant. Too guarded. Too honest. Too emotional. Too numb. Too difficult For everyone. So which one is me? Or did I just become Everything everybody Said was wrong with me? [Final Chorus] I'm too much I'm not enough I've heard it all I've called my own bluff Too loud Too quiet Too scared Too tough I keep changing shape for people And it never changes much Too yes Too no Too stay Too go Maybe I don't know who I'm supposed to be But if I'm damaged goods There's still something here beneath All the labels All the panic All the ways I overthink I'm not asking you to save me I'm just asking you to see I am more than What goes wrong with me [Outro] Too much. Too little. Maybe both are true. Maybe I'll always overthink What I mean to you. But I'm tired of being sorry For taking up the room. If I'm damaged goods Handle with care. Don't assume I'm already ruined.
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