Double, triple, quadruple check--
Look back in the mirror one more time
And then when my face flushes
Run back to the mirror to confirm
My paranoia...
Are my words the word I want to say?
Do you I sound as stupid as I feel...
And yet the smile on your face
Is discomforting in my aggravated state...
I put on the confident front,
You wouldn't know how nervous I am
If it weren't for the shift in my eyes
The flutter of my hand,
A twitch of an eye...
I know you're seeing something different
Something I can't see
And I'm scared of what it could be.