If I swallow this pen and ink
Do you think that I could write what I speak'
'Cause my hands cannot shape the words that I'm feeling

I'm not ready now to spill my guts(x2)

Well I'm alive and well, can't you tell'
My eyes are open
As much as I try to sound from my mouth, it's not moving
Has it been sewn shut by someone or something'
Why do I deserve to be unnerved and silent'

I'm not ready now to spill my guts
All you wanted to know is why I feel this way
(x2)

I am scared for how you might react to me. (x2)

I'm not ready now to spill my guts
All you wanted to know is why I feel this way
(x2)

I'm not coming, I'm not coming out until the morning comes alive
Oh it comes alive
(x4)