Senses.

Do you really understand what's going on?
Do you really see where I stand?
I guess you don't 'cause I'm really six feet under,
-- and you still have yet to notice.

You don't get the point to all I say,
You never really cared.
Who do you think you are
-- trying to run my life?

I'm sick of being the only one dying inside.
I'm tired of being the only one lost.
You don't understand that I'm the last one standing,
-- even if it's underneath you.

I'm not a little kid anymore,
Don't you understand this?!
I can't keep being someone I'm not,
-- just for you to live my life.

You make me play all the roles,
Even the ones that aren't mine to play.
And the only one I really want
Is the one that's too far away.

Do you really understand what's going on?
Do you really see where I stand?
I guess you don't 'cause I'm really six feet under,
-- and you still have yet to notice.