I'm not that cool or funny
But I'm good at some things
I can name all fifty states
And I can skate a figure eight
You think of me as kinda shy
But I can't find a reason why
I thought I came across as confident
I swear I'm good enough for you
I just sometimes say the wrong things
I can't always be that guy
Who doesn't fail to make you smile
It's such a complicated feeling
When I look up at the ceiling
Thinking of you too much
I swear I'll stop, I swear I'll stop
I know you don't feel the same
Of course it had to be this way though
I couldn't fall for someone else?
I didn't want to change myself
I'm not that fun or interesting
But I'm great at some things
I can do some useless stuff
Shouldn't that be enough?