We Are Pilots

Holding close my secrets
Naked broken pieces
-from the madness in what you do
The fingers point right back at you

What about my problems
The people try to solve them
I guess I’m under the weather...
Since no one else belongs here, with me

Chorus
Hello mother,
Some news for you
I’m really not that crazy.
Hello father,
I'm curious
Why you think there's something wrong with me.

Sunday I cried all night
And it hurt so bad
But if you try to understand

This is who I am.

Color coated sweetness
Swords beneath my clean dress
I'm making sense of shattered dreams
Because I want you to be proud of me

What about my problems
The people try to solve them
I guess i’m under the weather
Since no one else belongs here with me

Chorus