If all of my past loves are a mirror

When does the polaroid that's me get any clearer?

I don't speak to any of them anymore

Keeping my heart protected, holding it closer, nearer to me.

If all of my past selves are no longer,

Why do I not feel any tougher, stronger?

If this is the self I choose,

Why does it still feel like the wrong one?

By now, must I be

The final cut, glossy boss-level me?

By now, if I don't know

Will I ever, will I ever know?

Mhmm

And if I listen to my mother (mother)

I know that I don't need to search for validation from no other

But I never listen to my mother (mother)

And I get hooked on what they they

If I alone is all I need

Why am I floundering?

If this is the self I choose,

Why does it still feel like the wrong one?

By now, must I be

The final cut, glossy boss-level me?

By now, if I don't know

Will I ever, will I ever know?

There's so much more out there for me (there's so much more)

So much that I've never even seen

There's so much more out there for me

So much that I've never even seen

By now, must I be

The final cut, glossy boss-level me?

By now, if I don't know

Will I ever, will I ever know?

By now, must I be

The final cut, glossy boss-level me?

By now, if I don't know

Will I ever, will I ever know?