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Am I full of shit, or maybe halfway full?
I started a bit rough, oops, did I turn you off?
I should pace myself, be more coherent
Keep it relevant with games and amusement
I´m such a dreamer, oh, ain´t that a bummer?

You´ll have to bring me down to being just a clown
It´s the uneasiness of my selfishness
That makes me stubborn and very slow to learn

It´s tricky to concede that in reality
There´s so many things I wish I could be
Being a pleaser, I´d love to be your bitch
And offer you my heart right on the selfie stick
Then a part of me thinks, "Oh, god, did I just say this?" (Oh my god)
Really, could it be, I´d love to be a bitch?
I´m ever so sorry, I don´t think I fit
Any categories of the given list

All these people, all these sounds
Make the world go round and round
If I really have to choose

I´d rather be me than be you
Can you feel the cutting edge
Of my dying tenderness?
It´s the ugly opposites
That makes your beauty meaningless

I should, I should, I should, I should
Shouldn´t I?
Could I, could I, could I, could I?
No

To put it candidly, we all hope for the best
But maybe could that be just a little bit phony?
Don´t try to flatter me, don´t tell me you´re impressed
I know what you´re here for: the backstage access
I sense discomfort, try to keep your cool
Did my innocence make you feel vulnerable?

Don´t worry ´bout me, don´t display your regrets
Find satisfaction in the heavy awkwardness

All these people, all these sounds
Make the world go round and round
If I really have to choose
I´d rather be me than be you
Can you feel the cutting edge
Of my dying tenderness?
It´s the ugly opposites
That makes your beauty meaningless

Say it one more time: I´m ever so sorry
Now watch me act a fool with your stupid rules
Don´t mind my language, if I sound salty it´s that
In the past few years I´ve been way too friendly
I should be moving on, let go of tradition

I´m aware my kindness is way out of fashion
You like it when I´m mean? You find it sexy?
Don´t get it confused, ´cause I do it for me

All these people, all these sounds
Make the world go round and round
If I really have to choose
I´d rather be me than be you
Can you feel the cutting edge
Of my dying tenderness?
It´s the ugly opposites
That makes your beauty meaningless
All these people, all these sounds
Make the world go round and round
If I really have to choose
I´d rather be me than be you
Can you feel the cutting edge
Of my dying tenderness?

It´s the ugly opposites
That makes your beauty meaningless