Your scale goes from too cool to sad, guy What must that be like, to only ever turn out to five Put this on a list, for whatever mood it is
That makes you forget, you wanna climb over your desk And watch a printer out the window Quiet quit your way to finding peace Walk out on your friends, because you're in HSP
Blame it on your boundaries Can't everyone be happy coming from a place of love Can't see what you don't believe in with your blinders on Cause you're not the problem
It never quite kicks in What must that be like?
