Oh noose tied myself in, tied myself too tight
  Looking kind of anxious in your cross armed stance
  Like a bad tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance
  And I claim I'm not excited with my life any more
  So I blame this town, this job, these friends
  The truth is it's myself
  And I'm trying to understand myself
  and pinpoint where i am
  By the time I get things figured out
  I've change the whole damn plan
  Oh noose tied myself in, tied myself too tight
  Talking shit about a pretty sunset
  Blanketing opinions that i'll probably reget soon
  I've changed my mind so much I cant even trust it
  My mind changed me so much I cant even trust myself
    [ Thanks charmaine for correction ]