Break it all down into simplest terms. There, was that so bad? Now, is that so bad? You doubt yourself so much you don't even Know what you really want, or how you really feel. And I'm so tired Of you constantly over-thinking. I know why, because everything's going OK. Just your style, to break it all into pieces, I know why, because everything's going OK. Disregard your inner monologue Don't try to drown it out, 'cause it'll only wear you out. Sometimes things are just beyond control That has to be OK, you don't have a choice And I'm so tired Of you constantly over-thinking. I know why, because everything's going OK. Just your style, to break it all into pieces, Just one time, I've had just about all I can take Everything is unacceptable If you overan*lyze, And that is just your style