I got so tired of defending myself to myself
I got so tired of pretending to be somebody else
I got so tired of looking in the mirror
And not liking what I saw there
(what I saw there)
I knew that something had to change
I had to get out of my head and in the game
Now I got a mantra on repeat
It gets me up and on my feet
CHORUS
I'm happy with the way I look
Happy with the way I dance
Happy with fatherhood
Happy with our strange romance
I'm happy with the way I sing
Happy with the way I move
Happy with the way we dream
Everything in gratitude
I spent so much time
Sitting on the shelf
And now it feels so good to tell you
That I'm happy
Happy with myself