I Keep Finding What I'm Looking For
Pop-punk anthem about confirmation bias: once you decide something is true, you start noticing every bit of proof and ignoring the rest.
I decided he disliked me And then I started watching Every time he didn't smile I went, see, I knew it
I decided I was bad at math And then I started losing Every problem felt like proof And I wasn't even guessing
It's me It's me I'm doing it on purpose
I keep finding what I'm looking for I keep finding what I'm looking for The evidence was there before Because I went and put it there
So what if I went looking for the opposite What if I went looking for him being nice What if I went looking for one good time
(I might find it.)
I keep finding what I'm looking for So I'm gonna change what I'm looking for
Confirmation bias