Perfectionist

When I was six I slipped on my way into dance class I cried and I cried and doc gave me a pink cast But the pain I felt wasn't pain, it was only guilt When I was thirteen girls were mean and left me on the outside Not fun but on Monday I'd get their books so they'd find me here to please Just wanted to be seen I've danced on broken toes and didn't say a word They'll never know Be a perfectionist, just nothing less than this I'm stuck this way I knew I was sick but I did it Decided to drink at the party, I'm sorry I've ruined the night but you say I don't I still think it's better if I go home When I was in school I'd assume I was wasting myself away Bound to get out and grasping for one day when it's my turn I forgot the whole point was to learn I've danced on broken toes and didn't say a word They'll never know Be a perfectionist, just nothing less than this I'm stuck this way I've sung all the wrong notes but I laugh along so the pain doesn't show If I don't deserve it then I haven't earned it Will I catch a break? When I was six I slipped on my way into dance class I cried and I cried and doc gave me a pink cast My dad was there That was the one time I wasn't scared Maybe I think if I force the fun and act real tough No one will leave and finally I'll be enough If I'm stuck this way can I at least catch a break? (Can I please catch a fucking break? My god...)