Your low-points all are aligned,
Connect the dots; the problem here is yours not mine.
So, tell me how I have wronged you,
So I can do better.

I find it hard to understand how you can not sleep through the night,
When nine times out of ten you're the one who's claiming 'everything's alright'.
Your low-points are all aligned, connect the dots: admit that this was all your fault.
I write this song in hopes that one day you will know that I...

I never thought that you and I would be like this,
I've got to watch my every move or I've betrayed you with a kiss.
You say that I, that I seem sick -my life's all wrong,
All while you watch yours come crumbling down.
So, tell me how I have wronged you,
So I can move on. I can't stand,
To hear you tell me that you think we're fine,
Then turn and say that I wasted your time.

I find it hard to understand how you can not sleep through the night,
When nine times out of ten you're the one who's claiming 'everything's alright'.
Your low-points are all aligned, connect the dots: admit that this was all your fault.
I write this song in hopes that one day you will know that I...

I find it hard to understand how you can not sleep through the night,
When nine times out of ten you're the one who's claiming 'everything's alright'.
I know it's hard for you to take, but please just hear me out this once,
I wrote this song for moving on, so please, just hear me out this once.