You seem so perfect,
Gorgeous and talented,
Why would you want me,
When you could have anyone?

This little dysfunctional wreck
Of a child, who just wanted to be
The difference, once upon a time.

Now I'm here swapping glances in the dark,
Feeling every atom of mine relative to yours.

Your smiles aren't quite
As secret as I'd like,
So I'm waiting for a sign,
Something to tell me when,

'Cause I feel like I'm fifteen again,
And I don't have a clue.