Limits? I built them on my own. Of course I did — or else I’d break. “You can do more,” how would you know? Are you the one who’ll fix me when I fall apart? No interest in the critics’ voice, ’Cause when I fight, I’m on the court. I don’t regret a single thing. Don’t box me in — I’m just myself. Confidence? I never had much. Still, every choice I’ve made was mine alone. I give my all every single time, Anything less just isn’t me. But people say, “You could do more.” I’m me, not you — can’t you see? I don’t want to be a critic, I just keep on playing the game. I don’t regret a single thing. Don’t box me in — I’m just myself. Confidence? I never had much. Still, every choice I’ve made was mine alone. I don’t care about your ratings. Is that what you came here for? If so, I’ll give you a perfect score. Annoying? Thanks — that means a lot. I don’t regret a single thing. Don’t box me in — I’m just myself. Confidence? I never had much. Still, every choice I’ve made was mine alone. I’m not pretending to be tough. Don’t act like you understand. I never said I had no fears — I choose my path and walk it anyway. It’s easy for you, isn’t it? For me, it’s the biggest challenge. If you can’t hear the crowd for me, Then try stepping on the court yourself.
