Skin of a Fool

How can I find my inner voice
 And tell it to step up?
 Maybe my inside will change color soon
 If I could paint it, I would
 It's too dark in here for me to see the way out
 My way out
 It's so hard to find what's on my mind
 No way out
 No way out
 No one understandin' my head
 I don't talk to myself like a friend
 No one understandin' my pain
 I'm the skin of a fool and my head says I'm cruel
 Where's the truth?
 Where's the truth?
 I don't believe what people say
 Not even when they're crying
 Blame myself for everyone's mistake
 And even blame myself for tryin'
 It's hard to say if I got my back
 To catch it
 To catch it
 No one understandin' my head
 I don't talk to myself like a friend
 No one understandin' my pain
 I'm the skin of a fool and my head says I'm cruel
 Where's the truth?
 Oh, what's the truth?
 Under this skin of mine
 Every lie finds its own place to hide
 And see, I can't seem to find
 A way to talk to myself like a friend
 Why can't I talk to myself like a friend?
 No one understandin' my head
 I don't talk to myself like a friend
 No one understandin' my pain
 I'm the skin of a fool and my head says I'm cruel
 Where's the truth?
 Under this skin of mine (oh, what's the truth?)
 Every lie finds its own place to hide (where's the truth?)
 And see, I can't seem to find
 A way to talk to myself like a friend
 I don't talk to myself like a friend