I do not know you, and that’s rough
So sitting in silence isn’t all that tough
See I want to talk to you
But I’m not sure how to talk to you
My friends are few and I’ve known them a while
A long while, a throwback to running the mile
Before I can talk a frog hijacks my throat
I guess he needed a brand new coat
I could have a little sip before I drive the boat
But something tells me I’ll end up having to float
See I’m not trying to be aloof
I’ve heard everything you said, here’s proof
It’s just that I have this nagging feeling
It’s this hook in my jaw and away it’s reeling
I promise you it won’t be all bad
But if it is I might be a little sad
Change “might” to “will be” if we’re being real
If you couldn’t tell my poker face won’t seal any deal
I’d say I’m bold, boisterous, and belligerent
But that’s like saying mosquitos are heaven sent
Maybe they are and I’m being ungrateful
But you see how after some time I got playful?
So yeah, I’m a shy kid and I’m damn proud
Even if that means I’m lost in the crowd
Like I said, I’m a shy kid and I’m proud
It’s not like I can’t get a little loud.
