Crying In My Bedroom

I’ll be crying in my bedroom

I’ll be crying on my own

Cos when Im crying in my bedroom

No one needs to know

Maybe I’ll figure out my head soon

But till then I don’t have to say

Because crying in my bedroom is just a part of the day

When I should be sleeping

I just dive deep in

To problems I won’t work out

I’m like the girl underwater

When nobody’s caught her

Thinking she’s gonna drown

So I’ll be crying in my bedroom

My bedroom now

I’ve been talking to the ceiling

Cos its the only thing that knows

All of my secrets

And everything I keep close

I never talk about my feelings

No not with anybody else

Thats why I’m talking to the ceiling

Is it weird that it helps?

When I should be sleeping

I just dive deep in

To problems I won’t work out

I’m like the girl underwater

When nobody’s caught her

Thinking she’s gonna drown

So I’ll be crying in my bedroom

My bedroom now

I’m like the girl underwater

When nobody’s caught her

Thinking she’s gonna drown

So I’ll be crying in my bedroom

My bedroom now