On the fridge, there's a card this girl wrote

To my roommates thanking them for

Coming to her birthday party

I am sad, I wish that I had friends like that

Someone to play Frisbee on most days

Someone take me to the MOA

Shakira baby, I wish you cared about me

I wish you knew how I feel

I wish you knew I was real

I wish a person like you

Would like a person like me

It's the reason I hide, always aside

Afraid that nobody will think I'm special

Write me letters, ink on paper

I'm so mixed up I could cry

What's your secret? I can keep it

I can keep it till I die

I'm not happy, I'm just worried

Things don't ever turn out right

Won't you help me, write me letters?

Write me letters in the sky

Woah oh oh oh

Recently, I got paid to scan my brain

And paid to answer personal questions

Like, "do I think I am a worthless person? "

I talk too much, you know I told 'em everything

I told them that I'd like to disappear

I told them that I have nobody here

I know that's not what I was taught (ah ah ah ah)

I hope that someday it's not

something (ah ah ah ah) that I want

As for the moment I just want to be (ahh) absent

Write me letters, ink on paper

I'm so mixed up I could cry

What's your secret? I can keep it

I can keep it till I die

I'm not happy, I'm just worried

Things don't ever turn out right

Won't you help me, write me letters?

Write me letters in the sky

Oh, watch it all go by

Having no fun, having no fun

Watch it all go, watch it all go by

Having no fun

I'm having no fun

I'm having no fun