Excuse the mess, I didn't see you from behind I caught a glimpse, but the reflection's only mine It's almost like I'm paralyzed and locked outside myself What I don't need is to concede because I won't be someone else I am not perfect and I don't claim to be And if that's what you wanted Well then I'm so sorry
How about a better version of, the way that I am How about a better version that, makes me understand How about a better version of, the way that I am The way I look, The way I speak, How about a better version of me
Excuse the wall, I put it up from time to time A silver shade, and the design is all mine It's just a maze that everyday I seem to be stuck in It never seems to fade away but I pray for the day it ends
I am not perfect and I don't claim to be And if that's what you wanted Well then I'm so sorry