One, two, three
There’s someone at my door
I can hear him knocking
If I let him inside
It will all be true
I didn’t know that I
Was capable of all of this
Look what I’ve turned into
What if I’m not a good person?
You always say that I am
But you don’t really know me at all now
I think that I’m not who you think I am
But I like to be seen
And I like to be wanted
Want it to mean something, though
And we never quite knew how to be honest
Honest to God, I should go
Someone will love me
Better than this
Better than this
Someone will love you
Better than this
Better than this
What if I’m not a good person?
You always say that I am
But you don’t really know me at all now
I have you right in the palm of my hand
‘Cause I like to be seen
And I like to be wanted
Always could count on you there
It’s probably wrong that I never was honest
Honest to God, I was scared
That
Someone will love me
Better than this
Someone will love you
Better