Sexy Clown

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Am I full of shit, or maybe halfway full? I started a bit rough, oops, did I turn you off? I should pace myself, be more coherent Keep it relevant with games and amusement I'm such a dreamer, oh, ain't that a bummer? You'll have to bring me down to being just a clown It's the uneasiness of my selfishness That makes me stubborn and very slow to learn [Verse 2] It's tricky to concede that in reality There's so many things I wish I could be Being a pleaser, I'd love to be your bitch And offer you my heart right on the selfie stick Then a part of me thinks, "Oh, god, did I just say this?" (Oh my god) Really, could it be, I'd love to be a bitch? I'm ever so sorry, I don't think I fit Any categories of the given list [Chorus] All these people, all these sounds Make the world go round and round If I really have to choose I'd rather be me than be you Can you feel the cutting edge Of my dying tenderness? It's the ugly I possess That makes your beauty meaningless [Post-Chorus] I should, I should, I should, I should Shouldn't I? Could I, could I, could I, could I? No [Verse 3] To put it candidly, we all hope for the best But maybe could that be just a little bit phony? Don't try to flatter me, don't tell me you're impressed I know what you're here for: the backstage access I sense discomfort, try to keep your cool Did my innocence make you feel vulnerable? Don't worry 'bout me, don't display your regrets Find satisfaction in the heavy awkwardness [Chorus] All these people, all these sounds Make the world go round and round If I really have to choose I'd rather be me than be you Can you feel the cutting edge Of my dying tenderness? It's the ugly I possess That makes your beauty meaningless [Verse 4] Say it one more time: I'm ever so sorry Now watch me act a fool with your stupid rules Don't mind my language, if I sound salty it's that In the past few years I've been way too friendly I should be moving on, let go of tradition I'm aware my kindness is way out of fashion You like it when I'm mean? You find it sexy? Don't get it confused, 'cause I do it for me [Chorus] All these people, all these sounds Make the world go round and round If I really have to choose I'd rather be me than be you Can you feel the cutting edge Of my dying tenderness? It's the ugly I possess That makes your beauty meaningless All these people, all these sounds Make the world go round and round If I really have to choose I'd rather be me than be you Can you feel the cutting edge Of my dying tenderness? It's the ugly I possess That makes your beauty meaningless