It was you and me against the world. And you promised me forever more. Was it something that I said? Was it something that I did? ‘Cause I gotta know what made me unbeautiful.
I know that I’m not what you wanted, am I? Wanted someone who I used to be like. Now you think I’m not trying.
You look so sweet waiting for me, while I wait for her to give me any to leave. Don’t waste your pretty sympathy. She’s gonna be just fine.