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I think I've finally hit the ceiling
Of what I can handle
Hung from a chandelier of feelings
I don't mean to ramble
You say you don't have expectations, but I feel them in the air
It's making me pull out my hair and I don't think that it's fair
That you can be so impulsive, call me obsessive compulsive
'Cause I need things to stay right where they are over there
Mm
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I'm at emotional capacity
And there's no getting in
I let the doorman tell you casually
Your name's not on the list
Unless it's completely noncommittal
I can only give a little
I'm at emotional capacity
Told you that I'd always be honest
It's too much to handle
Can't be the person that you wanted
I don't mean to ramble
You say you don't cause altercations, but there's tension in the air
It's making me pull out my hair and I don't think that it's fair
That you can be so impulsive, call me obsessive-compulsive
'Cause I need us to stay right where they are over there
Mm
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I'm at emotional capacity
And there's no getting in
I let the doorman tell you casually
Your name's not on the list
Unless it's completely noncommittal
I can only give a little
I'm at emotional capacity
Just another dead-end conversation
I'd be lying if I said
That I had room for complications or for you
Inside my head
So our nights always have this curfew
There's only so much space in my bed
I'm at emotional capacity
And there's no getting in
I let the doorman tell you casually
Your name's not on the list
Unless it's completely noncommittal
I can only give a little
I'm at emotional capacity