I've been going about this love thing all the wrong way,
I've never been one to show you what's hidden deep away,

From day one it has always been:

Here I am,
At my worst,
Come get me,
Cuz I ain't one
to make the first.


Now,
Let me show you who I really am.
I've always been one to hang with the fam.

I've never been one to say enough was enough.
If you like it rough, shit, that's tough.

Women are a beautiful thing in my eyes.
From the head to the tummy and the toes to the thighs.

I'll never treat you wrong,
I won't even snap that thong.

But you got it wrong if you don't think I'll rise,
Rise to the occassion of your foul treatment,
Your games of manipulation and your heart of cement.

I realize now, that I can't ask you,
"Am I worth the effort? Am I worth the time?"
When I haven't even given you a sign.

A sign, A sign, of who I REALLY AM.

From today on it will always be:

Look at me,
I'm at my best,
I hope that I'm
as good as the rest,
And I hope that my best,
is worth my worst.