I can't handle reality right now
I'm slipping away to a dream..
I can't survive, I don't have the know-how
And I don't know who's on my team..
I'm abandoning all hope
of ever being what I wanted.
I don't think I can cope
with what it is you've prompted.

I know I'll never be special
So why am I still yours?
I wish I was perfectly able
But I'm constantly outscored.
I'm abandoning all hope
of ever having what I need.
I don't think I can cope
with the fact that I can't succeed.

But, no matter what's still to come
I know how you will feel.
And, no matter what, I'm the problem
That's fueling this ordeal.