Could It Be - Staind

Well I don’t know what to say

Because there’s truth to what you say

I know it kills you I’m this way

There’s somethin' different every day

Could it be that I never had the chance to grow inside?

Could it be that my habit it is to find a place to hide?

Could it be that sometimes I say things just to disagree?

Could it be that I’m only being me?

Not easy livin' in my mind

A little peace is hard to find

My every thought is undermined

By all the history inside

Could it be that I never had the chance to grow inside?

Could it be that my habit it is to find a place to hide?

Could it be that sometimes I say things just to disagree?

Could it be that I’m only being me?

I know I hear the words you said

Over and over again

I just can’t get them through my head

There’s just too many voices

Must be like livin' with the dead

Waitin' for me to begin

To do the things that I have said

And for this I’m sorry

So there’s some truth to what you say

Could it be that I never had the chance to grow inside?

Could it be that my habit it is to find a place to hide?

Could it be that sometimes I say things just to disagree?

Could it be that I’m only being me?