Excuse the mess, I didnt see you from behind
I caught a glimpse, but the reflections only mine
Its almost like Im paralyzed and locked outside myself
What I dont need is to concede because I wont be someone else
I am not perfect and I dont claim to be
And if thats what you wanted
Well then Im so sorry
How about a better version of, the way that I am
How about a better version that, makes me understand
How about a better version of, the way that I am
The way I look, The way I speak,
How about a better version of me
Excuse the wall, I put it up from time to time
A silver shade, and the design is all mine
Its just a maze that everyday I seem to be stuck in
It never seems to fade away but I pray for the day it ends
I am not perfect and I dont claim to be
And if thats what you wanted
Well then Im so sorry
Show me my vital signs until Im realigned
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