Did it burn, did you squirm, did it smolder the flame, did you realize it's all the same?

 Did it hurt, did you flirt with yourself in the mirror, not as handsome as you appear?

 And are you gonna be the one?

 Or are you just another thumb?

 On a regular pair of hands, you're destined for the stands, just like me

 Did you cry, wanna die, but you're too afraid of death, did you realize you're wasting breath?

 Did you flinch, did you pinch when you're whacking the ball, did you realize you're nothing at all?

 And are you gonna be the one?

 Or are you just another thumb?

 On a regular pair of hands, you're destined for the stands, just like me