What if I was alright?
That eventually, I wasn’t wound so tight?
What if I had..
the balls to be bad..
Would you still look at me like that?
Would you be mad?..That I had held the old me back?
Maybe I was too much..
Maybe I’ll take it down a notch
And maybe I have the guts to go mad..
I mess me up real bad
Maybe.. I’ll make you wish,
Wish that you had the old me back
Why can’t I be somebody else?
Who isn’t too cool to believe,
That it’s ok.. to be just me
What if I can’t remember..Who I’m tryin’ to be?