Can you see the girl in the corner?
That\'s me.
I\'m sitting there, feeling sorry for myself.

\'Cause I\'m the worst person in the world.
Mean, jealous, shy, strange, unsure.
That\'s me.
The worst person in the world is me.

Can you feel someone stare at you?
That\'s me.
Looking grumpy, but feeling sad.
Who\'s that girl you\'re talking to?

You know, that\'s what I look like,
I don\'t mean to,
I\'d like to smile at you.
But I can\'t.
That\'s me.

The corners of my mouth point down.
I can\'t help it, I was born that way.
You can\'t tell I love you,
you don\'t think I do.
But the girl you smile at sometimes,
that\'s me.

You think I want you to feel sorry for me.
I don\'t.
Okey, I do, but just a little.
I\'m not looking for someone saying:
\"Oh, poor thing, doesn\'t he like you?\"

I\'m just feeling sorry for myself,
\'cause I\'m the worst person in the world,
I know.
But I\'m too lazy to change.

\"I don\'t like you that way.\"
Oh, why do I recognize that line?
CAUSE I\'VE HEARD IT MILLIONS OF TIMES.
NOBODY, nobody seems to want me.

\'Cause I\'m the worst person in the world.
Mean, jealous, shy, strange, unsure.
That\'s me.
The worst person in the world is me.