From Me

I thought I could die Even when I wasn't out to dry I felt my hands on the back of my neck Saying, what you want from me? And I can't seem to find my way No, I can't seem to escape Oh, what you want from me? I can't breathe I can't breathe I can't see the back of my eyes When I face you lookin' my way tonight Tonight And if I could only be myself for an hour or three Not who you thought I should be I can't imagine all that we had I can't imagine all that was said I'm so glad I'm so glad Oh, I'm so glad I'm so glad