[Verse 1]
I wonder what it looks like from the eyes of that teenage girl
Do I remind her of everything she has or everything she never will?
Wonder what it looks like from the eyes of my dad and my mom
Did my life bring them closer together?
Or was I what all went wrong?

[Pre-Chorus]
Wonder if I came a bit too early, if I stayed a bit too long
Wonder if the way you say my name will change the longer that I'm gone

[Chorus]
Maybe I'm stuck living upstairs
Overthinking that you're picking me apart as much as I do
Maybе you don't actually care
You're not worried 'bout thе way you think that I'm looking at you
Maybe I'm stuck living upstairs
Overthinking that you're picking me apart as much as I do
Maybe you don't actually care
You're not worried 'bout the way you think that I'm looking at you

[Verse 2]
Was I more attractive when I didn't care about the way I look?
Would I feel a little better if I put down my phone and picked up a book?
I wonder what it looks like from my ex's point of view
Does he ever almost reach back out
Or is he consumed by someone new?
[Pre-Chorus]
If my mind was made of glass
I'd make revisions to my inner dialogue
It's crowded and chaotic
There's no getting any sleep inside these thoughts

[Chorus]
Maybe I'm stuck living upstairs
Overthinking that you're picking me apart as much as I do
Maybe you don't actually care
You're not worried 'bout the way you think that I'm looking at you
Maybe I'm stuck living upstairs
Overthinking that you're picking me apart as much as I do
Maybe you don't actually care
You're not worried 'bout the way you think that I'm looking at you