The way it really is. (Lisa Loebb)

I kept talking to myself
I had to get the words out of my head
So I did
You barely said a thing
You kind of heard me out and then you said
You said

You're crazy
Why do you keep doing this
Everything is fine
Then I think I'm crazy
I do this all the time
Until I start to think that nothing's even wrong

Maybe I am hiding in my own confusion
Maybe we're just a picture in my head
Maybe what if it could be the way I wish it really was
Maybe I don't want to see it the way it really is

Sometimes your intentions are totally impossible to read
What does that mean
Sometimes even I have no idea what I need
I wish I did

I'm crazy
Why do I keep doing this
Everything is fine
Then you think I'm crazy
I do this all the time
Until I start to think that something's really wrong

Maybe I am hiding in my own confusion
Maybe we're just a picture in my head
Maybe what if it could be the way I wish it really was
Maybe I don't want to see it the way it really is

Looking through my window at the big, blue sky
The lazy sun is shining, so I run outside
To look for you, I look for you
and then it starts to rain
Is that the way it really is

Maybe I am hiding in my own confusion
Maybe we're just a picture in my head
Maybe what if it could be the way I wish it really was
Maybe I don't want to see it the way it really is
The way it really is
The way it really is
The way it really is