The Worst of Myself

Someone’s hanging in this mess, begging you again
I heard them say he looks like me, maybe I could never see
The worst of myself, I sold myself out, now I am what you want me to be
Someone’s knocking at your door waiting for your painful thorns
I heard them say that’s your deal, you don’t care how that makes me feel
The worst of myself, I sold myself out, now I’m sure… well, I don’t know
The worst of myself, I sold myself out, now I am what you want me to be
I spend my time and time goes by, a fool lives on, I hope…
I hope this will not be in vain
We’re just sitting on a fence, our words don’t make any sense
I heard them say what happens here, I can’t explain what I fear
The worst of myself, I sold myself out, I’m not so sure… well, now you know
The worst of myself, I sold myself out, now I am what you want me to be
What you want me to be
What you want me to be