(You ready?No)I do this thing where I close offMy feelings and I take my clothes offSo I don't have to open up to my boyfriendI told my friends that I'm fineBut really, I'm losin' my mindThey're drinkin', I'm thinkin' too much so I avoid themSuckin' in my stomach, side effects of fitting inWon't cut my hair 'cause I'm scaredGod forbid I have my own opinionIt's my fear of lookin' like a dumbassSayin' somethin' that I shouldn't haveIt's holdin' me back, holdin' me back, holdin' me backMy fear of never being good enoughSo I ignore what I wantIt's holdin' me back, holdin' me backBut I'm over thatOver, over, over, over, overOver thatOver, over, over, over, overI'm overbite on my tongueWhen people tell me I'm too youngTo say all the things that I do in my songsSensing all of these side effects of fitting inI don't know shit, let me liveGod forbid I have my own opinionIt's my fear of lookin' like a dumbassSayin' somethin' that I shouldn't haveIt's holdin' me back, holdin' me back, holdin' me backMy fear of never being good enoughSo I ignore what I wantIt's holdin' me back, holdin' me backBut I'm over thatOver, over, over, over, overOver thatOver, over, over, over, overOver thatOver, over, over, over, overIt's my fear of lookin' like a dumbassSayin' somethin' that I shouldn't haveIt's holdin' me back, holdin' me back, holdin' meIt's my fear of never being good enoughSo I didn't know when I'm notIt's holdin' me back, holdin' me back, holdin' me