Tell me is it too late to change?
And don’t say that i’m trapped in my old ways
I’ve been going through some mood swings today
So don’t bother to ask if i’m okay
Food stains on my sweater, what do you think?
Been running low on gas in my fuel tank
Mood grey as the weather when it do rain
Feel like i’ve been lacking the passion to do things, oh

Stuck in my cocoon
I’m consumed
By the feeling that i’m
Running out of room
Like i can’t breathe
Like i need to bloom
And escape
From this place
That i’m trapped in
Flapping
My wings
As the butterfly i can be

Tell me in this metaphor
Can i morph
To a new me
To leave
Behind
Any regrets
That’ll beset
Me, i’m
Not defined
By my past right?

I know that i’m a sad sight
Didn’t get a wink of sleep last night
Thinking bout all the
Mistakes that i’ve made
That i’ll take to my grave
If i stay in this place
Where i lack light
Can’t quite
Figure out how to escape
From my chrysalis
At war, like a sweepstakes
Never winning this
Battle of betterment
Fighting the
Sadness and bitterness
Developed from the
Habits i’ve settled in

I wish i wasn’t introverted
I wish that i would talk more
Wish i wasn’t awkward
I wish i didn’t end up hurting
All the people who i’m close to
Who i’ve been acting cold to
I promise that it’s inadvertent
I wish that i could show you
The struggle that i go through
I need you to give me courage
Yeah i need you to help me
I need you to tell me

Tell me is it too late to change?
And don’t say that i’m trapped in my old ways
I've been going through some mood swings today
So don’t bother to ask if i’m okay
Food stains on my sweater, what do you think?
Been running low on gas in my fuel tank
Mood grey as the weather when it do rain
Feel like i’ve been lacking the passion to do things, oh