The Doubt

I'm thinking that I could be the weakest link. Stripped bare, my whole body reacts to the thought. God knows, there are some days that I know I'm tough, Still, I'm feeling like I couldn't change myself enough. Yeah, I feel it, Deep in my chest, Can I shake it? Is it enough? And it begins: Am I enough? Am I enough? So give me the score, Sharpen the knife, Tell it to me straight, now, Don't you play nice. Am I doing it wrong? Doing it right? Make it look easy? Put up a fight? I'm on the inside, looking out, I hate myself when I feel the doubt In everything I've ever done. So give me the score, Am I the only one? God damn, I'm unravelling in my skin, Drenched to the bone, sick to my stomach, Like I don't deserve half of the things I've won. My heart is heavy, it weighs a ton. Yeah, I feel it, Deep in my chest, Can I shake it? Is it enough? And it begins: Am I enough? Am I enough? Will you give me the score? Sharpen the knife, Tell it to me straight, now, Don't you play nice. Am I doing it wrong? Doing it right? Make it look easy? Put up a fight? I'm on the inside, looking out, I hate myself when I feel the doubt In everything I've ever done. So give me the score, Am I the only one? Give me the score, Sharpen the knife, Tell it to me straight, now, Don't you play nice. Am I doing it wrong? Doing it right? Make it look easy? Put up a fight? I'm on the inside, looking out, I hate myself when I feel the doubt In everything I've ever done. So give me the score, Am I the only one?