I had a plan at 10 years old, to try my best,
Do as I'm told but that don't catch the
Pretty people's eye. I didn't have the coolest hair,
The newest clothes or the richest parents so
I sat alone as the pretty girls walked by.
I tried my best at making jokes only to trip
Over my words and choke so I ran back home
And stayed inside my room.
I swore I'd never go back alive,
"shallow talk breeds shallow minds", but that was
Just a jealous boys' excuse.
'Cause everybody's dancing and I don't feel
The same,
This room is full of people who barely know
My name.
And I don't feel like dancing on my own
Again, another year without a friend,
Another year where I just close my eyes and
Dance inside my head.
With age comes insecurity, embarrassment
And tragedy, increasing fear of growing old
Lonely. I said I'd put on my dancing shoes but
I've got two left feet and no good moves and
The pretty girls found cooler kids than me.
So I sat and waited patiently until the day
I'd finally be asked, but it never came, no it
Never came.
I found it hard to take some time out of the
Days that I spent wishing I could be, anyone
But me.
Writer(s): Lee William Wilson, Thomas Ogden, James Veck-gilodi, Christopher Daniel Pennells, Matthew Veck Gilodi, Matt Britton
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