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 something different every day Could It Be that I never had the chance to grow inside? Could It Be that My habit 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 living 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 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 living with the dead Waiting for me to begin To do the things 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 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?