I talk to myself more than I should
If I could stop and act normal I assure you I would

I start doing it when their ears close
and this oddity about me cannot be diagnosed

Maybe it's because it kept me sane for all those days
because I've just got something else to say

I still talk to myself even if I have friends
I might even do it till the very end

Everyone's seen me do it at least one time
there is no mountain I can climb

And I think they think I'm crazy
there's a possibility that I am but maybe it's just me

I just do it because I hate the silence
it's why I always want to fill it
and if it' not there I have to face myself

And if talking myself is the only way
than I will talk myself into my grave

So if you hear me talking to myself
on the street you'll know why
and I'll keep filling the ringing silence
and if I have to the silence will be filled with lies.