Everyone always tells me I’m wrong,
But by now they should know I ain’t no King Kong.
I ain’t perfect or pretty,
Just because I say that doesn\'t I want your pity.
Yeah, I cry myself to sleep at night,
Only because I know there isn’t someone out there to hold me tight.
There’s scars ib my wrists, so what,
I only did it because the pain left an unseen cut.
Yeah, I’m insecure, so sue me,
This cruel world holds me from being free.
