this is confusion at it's finest.
i'm suffocating under your mass of lies
and truths
and the somethings in between.

this is confusion at it's finest.
you say you like me
but then you don't
and then you can't tell what made you rethink.

this is confusion at it's finest.
i try and make sense of it
but i can't
you change your mind too oftenquicklyunnoticeably

this is confusion at it's finest.
you try and make things better
but you only make them worse
because even i know my wants better than you know yours

this is confusion at it's finest.
this is me not understanding you.
this is, quite frankly, you not understanding you
and me getting caught up in the middle of it.

i'm dealing with confusion at it's finest.