| Have you ever felt so invisible like no one would know |
| If you died tonight, if you threw this fight, and finally let it go? |
| The weight of holding on, so sick of being strong, just to end up alone |
| Or am I the only one still up, wondering why who I am has never been enough |
| 'Cause I’ve never known what it’s like to just feel wanted, wanted |
| Like a ghost, always end up here forgotten, forgotten |
| Question always haunting me, am I not worth remembering? |
| What’s it like to be more than just invisible? |
| Maybe I will never know |
| Have you ever felt like a hand-me-down, like a waste of space |
| When nothing’s permanent, it’s so hard not to think, the hell is wrong with me |
| And does it mess you up thinking of reasons why nobody ever stayed |
| 'Cause I can’t stand being a burden anymore |
| If I was dead, at least I couldn’t be ignored |
| 'Cause I’ve never known what it’s like to just feel wanted, wanted |
| Like a ghost, always end up here forgotten, forgotten |
| Question always haunting me, am I not worth remembering? |
| What’s it like to be more than just invisible? |
| There must be more to life than that |
| Familiar pain |
| That I can’t change |
| I open up, I can’t replace |
| Like who I am is a mistake |
| And I can’t take |
| One more day of being me |
| I wish I could know what it feels like |
| 'Cause I’ve never known what it’s like to just feel wanted, wanted |
| Like a ghost, always end up here forgotten, forgotten |
| Question always haunting me, am I not worth remembering? |
| What’s it like to be more than just invisible? |
| Maybe I will never know |