Zebrahead

This is me
I've got a nasty sense of humour and a case of high anxiety
If you please
I would rather be alone, than have the world around you judge me
So I've got my life together, but it's half of what it should be
So you think you can make it better?
You'd better help me, help me
Hang on but prepare
I can't live up to you
Hold on, Hold on
There's still a part of me that can't escape my insecurities
Hang on, this is me
Can't you see
I've got a perfect explanation but keep it deep inside of me
Pardon me
But if you really want to know
Well then you'd better learn to trust me
So you've got your life together, but you say you gotta have more
So you think I could make it better?
Just be careful what you wish for
Hang on but prepare
Can't live up to you
Hold on, Hold on
There's still a part of me that can't escape my insecurities
Hang on, This is me
Paint the perfect picture
But these pictures are deceiving
Cause the colours lost their place