you want to see me suffer
yet i prosper
you love to see me down
but i fly high
you wait until i'm wounded
to cut me deeper
but i always walk it off
and end up fine
you hate to see me smile
but i'm still laughing
you see me fumble
and think that it's the end
but i learn better and get back up
and try over and over again
i might not be perfect
i never thought that i was
you can discount my efforts
you'll call me whatever you want
but you'll never get what you want
living to tears others apart
its up and down most days
but i have a warmth in my heart
you'll never know the way you're going
and that ******* blows
you might not like me
but i hate to imagine you ending up alone

your pain will never bring me joy
but i don't imagine that'd make you feel better
i dream of ideals and speak with genuity
my hope ruins your day and you think it makes you so clever