i never wanted to be better than my friends 
 i just wanted to prove wrong the people in my head 
 the ones who told me i'd be better off dead 
 the ones who told me that i would never win 
 
 when i delivered newspapers they said i was too slow 
 when i was a barista they said i made lousy foam 
 when i worked in retail they said i was a slob 
 much too dumb for school and much too lazy for a job 
 
 so i rode my bike like lightning 
 and i made cappucinos that would make the angels sing 
 took two showers a day and i dressed up like a princess 
 shook my fist in my own face and said "i'll show you who's the best" 
 
 i wrote the kinds of papers teachers hang up on their walls 
 i was employee of the month in seven different shopping malls 
 and one time, playing football, i pulled the tendons in my leg 
 to prove that i was tough i hopped on one foot 
 and finished up the game 
 
 i thought if i succeeded i'd be happy and they'd go away 
 but first thing every morning i'd still wake up and i'd hear them say 
 "you're fat, ugly and stupid, you should really be ashamed 
 no-one will ever like you, you're no good at anything" 
 
 and sometimes i'd rise to the challenge 
 but other times i'd feel so bad that i could not get out of bed 
 and on the days i stayed in bed i sang and sang and sang 
 about how crappy i felt, not realising how many other people would relate 
 
 now people send me emails that say thanks 
 for saying the things they didn't know how to say 
 and the people in my head still visit me sometimes 
 and they bring all of their friends, but i don't mind 
 i play my guitar like lightning 
 when i sing i like it when you sing too, loud and clear 
 different voices, different tones, all saying "yeah, we're not alone" 
 i got good at feeling bad and that's why i'm still here 
 i got good at feeling bad and that's why i'm still here 
 i got good at feeling bad and that's why i'm still here