[Chorus]
Fuck it, I'm touched
Never usually cut out for this stuff
Yuck, don't make me blush
Am I really worth that much?
[Verse]
You're probably sick of seeing my face (Yeah)
So am I, really
What the hell are you even laced with? (Huh?)
'Cause it's killing
[Pre-Chorus]
You could probably tell (When)
I up and tripped and fell (Yikes)
That's 'cause you know me so damn well
I'll come out of my shell (And say)
[Chorus]
Fuck it, I'm touched
Never usually cut out for this stuff
Yuck, don't make me blush
Am I really worth that stuff?