• There's not much to say
    So we can point out my flaws
    I wouldn't be able to count them all on one hand
    Maybe not even on two

    Rip me to shreds
    'Cause you wouldn't be the first
    You won't be the last
    Won't be

    Make me feel low
    Take my pride away
    I know how it makes you feel
    Like you're so much better than me

    I'll smile and laugh
    Like it is all fine
    All fine

    Rip me to shreds
    'Cause you wouldn't be the first
    You won't be the last
    Won't be
    I know how it makes you feel
    How you feel

    Cut me to two
    Rip me to three
    Slice me to four
    See how I feel

    Indifferent

    'Cause I have no talent
    No skills
    Not much to say for myself
    Not much at all