Oh, noose
Tied myself in, tied myself too tight
Looking kind of anxious in your cross-armed stance
Like a bad-tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance

And I claim I'm not excited with my life anymore
So I blame this town, this job, these friends
The truth is it's myself

And I'm trying to understand myself
And pinpoint who I am
When I finally get it figured out
I've changed the whole damn plan

Oh, noose
Tied myself in, tied myself too tight

Talking shit about a pretty sunset
Blanketing opinions that I'll probably regret soon

Changed my mind so much I can't even trust it
My mind changed me so much I can't even trust myself