The Buoys - Arm Wrestle lyrics

Are you trying to scare me? Are you trying to tell me that I'm wrong? Well, it's working And my sanity's wearing off I don't know if I'm wrong I don't know if it's in my head But I keep having to pretend That everything's fine, everything's fine Maybe it is I'm just trying to process All of this irrelevant information Choosing all the lies I fabricated in my mind The ones that suit my imagination At the same time, I'm in an arm wrestle with my rational brain I don't know why I insist on believing I'm not good enough For you So it turns out I'm right Yeah, I'm not paranoid after all You're a coward Ending it with a phone call Could've done it while I was gone You're the reason I was coming home I'm just trying to process All of this irrelevant information Choosing all the lies I fabricated in my mind The ones that suit my imagination At the same time, I'm in an arm wrestle with my rational brain I don't know why I insist on believing I'm not good enough For you Are you trying to scare me? Are you trying to tell me that I'm wrong? So it turns out I'm right Yeah, I'm not paranoid after all I'm just trying to process All of this irrelevant information Choosing all the lies I fabricated in my mind The ones that suit my imagination At the same time, everything I thought about it was true I wasn't good enough For you