Am I f**in lovely? Am I just a waste of time? Every day that pa**es, I begin to change my mind. Am I really that good? Much prouder than I should? Music seems to pa** by, Every day another prize. Will I get my sh** together? Will I ever complete 'Mother'? Am I just an idle fool? Watching others overrule? Every promise I make When I say my songs are great Problem is I get sad Problem is I get mad