And we all make
Mistakes
And people always
Complain
About the way
You wanna be
Cuz they don't see you
Making your way
And so I ask
What do you want?
What do you want
From me?
And what do you see
In your eyes?
When you look to the skies?
And realise
That your life
Is just a disguise?
And we all make
Our mistakes
(We all make mistakes)
And people always
Have something to say
(Something to say)
About the way
You're tryna be
(Tryna be, tryna-tryna be)
What do you want
From me?
(What do you want from me?)