It Isn't About You

I am so tired of questions and fools
Of Language and Mirrors
And minding the rules

Turns out I'm only an artist inside
And I need some release but there's
Nowhere to hide in this

Room without walls
Skeleton, no closet
If only I could just let go of this tightening

Place in my chest
I need rest, though I'm rested
There's space everywhere, but my space lies
Untested.

And I'm breaking my own heart
By speaking this truth:
It isn't about you.
It isn't about you!
And why must you always flip flop it that way?
You read me back my own story, as if I've nothing to say
And you've changed all the points
And you star in my play

And I am so tired
Of this life that I wished for
I'm loving your back, as you
Walk out the door
And I'm writing this song and it's
Brilliant. Dazzling!
To be played for no one, cause who is it for?

It's for me, and goddammit, I'm gonna write more of 'em
More songs for no one but me and the wind
And the sky and the ocean can listen if they wish to
Cause they will keep quiet, like my only friends

And I'm breaking my own heart
And throwing out pieces that I never wanted
And that I can't keep and I know that you see me
Sifting through the diamonds of broken glass,
Cutting me, setting me free

It isn't about you
It isn't about you, as much as I
Wanted it always to be
And it's great that it's my fault
I did it. I did it!
I'm never the victim, just stupid and free
Stupid and free
Oh stupid and free
Stupid and free