I have this feeling inside that i wouldn't like me if i met me
it seems like a losing fight, if you can see [bad word] my eyes then you'd believe me
the [bad word] is that i'm overrated, I can't think straight I'm formulaic,
the [bad word] is that it's sad to say it, but you can't help me

you don't see me that way, you hear the words that i say, you just tell me that my heart's in the right place,
it's the world that's confused and it's never too late to save a hopeless case

i've always known a ghost like me, can disappear in a moment, i'm my own worst casualty,
everything i touch can get broken, the [bad word] is that i'm [bad word]  i'm insecure, i'm out of focus,
the [bad word] is that i've had enough but you still help me.

you don't see me that way, you hear the words that i say, you just tell me that my heart's in the right place,
it's the world that's confused and it's never too late to save a hopeless case

you're giving me perspective, it's better than mine, and i'll still be defective and you're wasting your time