I say to you I been down so long, That I didn't forget what up looked like,
You can't forget something you've never known.

I ain't never been one of them, you know them,
the beautiful, the suave, the ones you're shown.

Everywhere, and everywhere and oh lord, how they do
No matter where no matter when, they're just so much better than you.

They're slick, but not sleazy,
Approchable but not easy,
adonises all,
but nobody can teach me.

How to be like them, so carefree
like you never had a bad day in your life.

I been looking from far off,
I want to be happy, sans strife.

I'm terrified that i've missed out.
I'm terrified and wracked with doubt.

Cause they're bad, but not evil
like, rebelliously civil.
clean, no need to say
with all the bad-boy cool of the devil.

Charisma, according to the greek,
was a gift of gods, to command others.

but since I know that, I can't be chic,
I'd stay away if I had my 'druthers.

Stay safe, but alone,
but inside my skull it's grown cold.

But I'm terrified inside and out.
I'm terrified my friends could do without.

because I'm only likeable, but broken.
loud with jokes, but soft spoken.
silence my screams by smokin'
and frequently, I give up hopin'.

But lately, I can't take no more.
If I'm gonna regret somethin, it won't be that I hid.

So i'll put on my best, step out.
ape the suave movements, though I feel like a kid.

And perhaps if I can fake being them,
Whos to say that I didn't?
more importantly, who's to say that I did?