I know There are problems I try but I can't look away I know there be just one getting now (?) Maybe I'll be acceptable someday Till them I'm trying But I keep getting in my way It's not... When it's so loud Can I be what I should and what I make? There's heaven in the way out of it There's heaven in the way our of it At least that's why them break On black stain On black stain They're always watching I fear thought I know that's alive But I'll be born Would be old as at all Is this way that I feel lonely mind? I only wanted to be good enough Good enough To be somebody for everyone Everyone Thought of everybody thinks of this Then what's cannot be left of me? I can't be everybody's masterpiece Masterpiece But I'm trying so damn hard to please Hard to please I need to ask what do I want from me Want from me Thoughts are never really just for me Just for me There's heaven in the way out of it There's heaven in the way our of it At least that's why them break On black stain On black stain I only wanted to be good enough Good enough To be somebody for everyone Everyone I can't be everybody's masterpiece Masterpiece But I'm trying so damn hard to please