You don’t know what it’s like to stand in front of fifty people and sing,
When you can’t sing at all, it really is a hard thing.
I stood there shaking
Words coming from nowhere,
Forgetting all my lyrics
I sang as I stood there.
You don’t know how hard it is to have so many eyes set on you,
You don’t know what it is like
So don’t bag me until you do.
