Songtext
Change the things you hate or change the way you feel
Complaining is fucking worthless, but I totally understand the appeal
Every small trace of sexism in me is the direct result of insecurity
I'm trying to be better, trying to understand the plight of others and the scars on their hands
But I know I'll never be good enough for you
Yes, I know I'll never be good enough for you
And I know, to you, I am weak
But I know that I am not weak
So I'll try to prove myself, I am not a wimp
I am not a wimp
So I'll scream to a room full of strangers all my deepest darkest secrets
And I assure you, my lyrics aren't a joke, yes, I really do believe this
That by the end of the show, by the end of the show, by the end of the show, by the end of the show
You'll know more about me than my friends and family
And that's all my fault
