Testo di Problem

What's wrong with you She said nothing much I'm just figuring out The voices in my head What's wrong with you She said she said I wish I could tell myself Tell yourself she said... I've got this problem called anxiety got another Problem overanalyzing... When your'e with someone Who cares there's no fears Kiss the cheek and dry the tears I wish I could be there The days must seem like years I know it's not fair I'm sorry.