[Spoken]What is everyone's problem?

[Verse 1]

I got in early, like I always do,

But somehow everyone still beat me to the news.

They’re chatting by the printer, barely look my way —

I guess I thought they’d notice I had one of those days.

I ask for a quick update, they say they’re “on it soon,”

But I’m juggling ten things, so I need it by noon.

I smile, but it’s tight, like I’m holding a thread —

I’m sure they don’t mean it, but it gets to my head.

[Pre‑Chorus]

I keep telling myself I’m calm,

Just trying to keep things running.

But every little thing feels wrong,

And I swear I didn’t start it.

[Chorus]

I’m perfectly reasonable,

I don’t ask for much at all.

Just a little bit of effort,

Just a little bit of thought.

If the world would meet me halfway,

I’d stop feeling so unheard.

I’m perfectly reasonable —

At least that’s what I tell myself.

[Verse 2]

Stopped by the drug store for a simple thing,

But the line was crawling like it had a broken wing.

The cashier said “Sorry,” with a tired little grin —

I nodded, but I wondered why they let the staff get thin.

I asked about a product they said they didn’t stock,

But I swear I saw it last week on the very same block.

I thanked them anyway, though it stung a bit —

I guess I just expect the world to keep up with my list.

[Pre‑Chorus]

I keep telling myself I’m kind,

Just trying to make things smoother.

But every tiny bump in line

Feels bigger than it should be.

[Chorus]

I’m perfectly reasonable,

I don’t ask for much at all.

Just a little bit of effort,

Just a little bit of thought.

If the world would meet me halfway,

I’d stop feeling so unheard.

I’m perfectly reasonable —

At least that’s what I tell myself.

[Bridge]

At home I walk in quiet, hoping someone asks,

But they’re busy with their dinners and their evening tasks.

I drop a hint or two, but no one picks it up —

So I sigh a little louder as I rinse my cup.

They ask if I’m okay, I say “Yeah, I’m fine,”

Though I wish they’d read between the lines.

I want to feel seen without saying a word —

Is that really so absurd?

[Final Chorus]

I’m perfectly reasonable,

I don’t ask for much at all.

Just a little bit of instinct,

Just a little bit of care.

If the world would meet me halfway,

Maybe I’d feel understood.

I’m perfectly reasonable —

At least that’s what I tell myself.

I’m perfectly reasonable —

At least that’s what I tell myself.

[Instrumental outro that fades out]