Blonde Sunday - Confessions Lyrics

All the "I's" in all my songs are fake
So are the "you's," you wouldn't want me babe
But this time I swear it's true
I'll be me if you'll be you
I wish that I had a better voice
That this guitar wasn't just for noise
I know what I want but don't know how to write
I'm trying too hard to make it all rhyme
And even if I make it, my music's not fun
If I played shows no one would come
I wish it was cool but it's all angsty instead
I wish it sounded like it did in my head
I've got all these dreams and I want them so bad
But I'm so afraid everyone would just laugh
So I keep them secret so that I feel safe
But if nobody knows then I'll never get played
'Cause if I fail that means I'm not enough
But I'm failing right now and it feels so rough
I've got to get out, can't be one more guy
Who works at his desk until the day that he dies
But in the end I'm just a regular kid
Who daydreams too much and is always lovesick
I hate my pictures, I'm just not photogenic
When I talk to people I tend to panic
And I just barely graduated high school
And I'm a little too shy to ever be cool
And I want so bad to fall deep in love
But I still haven't found the one
And I've never drank and I've never drugged
And I'm way to afraid to ever open up
That's the end of the song, probably wasn't that great
I don't know what I'm doing but I do it anyways