Grade A *******, check my report card
Master of my own craft, avant-garde
Sincerity eludes me, but I used to be so warm to it
Mostly a foreign concept now since it's ******* me in the end
It's easier to not care, or at least act like it
Travolta I'm not so that's not an option
Butterflies in my stomach as if I never ate dinner
Yet that's my gut telling me that I've picked a winner
But...
Should your past be taken into consideration
Or mine?
Or the notion we have very little in common?
Or the fact that you have way more options than me?
Thats the issue with the information super highway
Less is hidden so it's easier to judge or create false doubts
All this stemmed from a single moment or a lifetime of self-doubt?
Even after I found myself there was more i still didn't know
Overthinking is my worst nightmare, and I'm living it
How outrageous