(๐Ÿ‘‰๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(โŒ’โ–ฝโŒ’)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ๐Ÿ‘ˆ) I correct the mirror when it talks back It doesnโ€™t get me, but I get that Iโ€™ve rehearsed every argument twice Won them already, didnโ€™t ask for advice I nod while you explain the obvious Smile like Iโ€™m patient, god Iโ€™m generous Iโ€™ve got receipts in my head on loop Even my doubts know when to salute (๐Ÿ‘‰๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(โŒ’โ–ฝโŒ’)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ๐Ÿ‘ˆ) If I hesitate, itโ€™s strategic If Iโ€™m quiet, Iโ€™m being polite If Iโ€™m wrong, itโ€™s just theoretical Reality hasnโ€™t caught up yet, right? (๐Ÿ‘‰๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(โŒ’โ–ฝโŒ’)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ๐Ÿ‘ˆ) Iโ€™m always right, even when Iโ€™m not If the truth disagrees, itโ€™s clearly lost I know best, I know it all I fall upward when I fall Call it confidence, call it denial I call it coping with impeccable style Iโ€™m never wrong, I just redefine What โ€œwrongโ€ means in my own timeline (๐Ÿ‘‰๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(โŒ’โ–ฝโŒ’)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ๐Ÿ‘ˆ) I give advice I donโ€™t follow myself Wrap it up pretty, put it on a shelf Say โ€œtrust meโ€ like itโ€™s a sacred law Then ignore the mess that I just saw I diagnose you in under a minute But my own head? I wonโ€™t go in it Iโ€™ve got standards, theyโ€™re sky-high sharp Mostly for others, spare me that part (๐Ÿ‘‰๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(โŒ’โ–ฝโŒ’)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ๐Ÿ‘ˆ) If Iโ€™m crying, itโ€™s just bad lighting If Iโ€™m angry, Iโ€™m just being real If Iโ€™m lonely, itโ€™s by design I chose this mess, so itโ€™s fine, itโ€™s fine (๐Ÿ‘‰๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(โŒ’โ–ฝโŒ’)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ๐Ÿ‘ˆ) Iโ€™m always right, even when Iโ€™m not If the truth disagrees, itโ€™s clearly lost I know best, I know it all I fall upward when I fall Say it louder, say it again Manifest it till I almost believe it then Iโ€™m never wrong, I just reframe The blame, the facts, the whole damn game (๐Ÿ‘‰๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(โŒ’โ–ฝโŒ’)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ๐Ÿ‘ˆ) Late at night when no oneโ€™s here I argue with the ceiling fan It doesnโ€™t talk, so it always agrees Best conversation Iโ€™ve ever had I know everything except how to stop Thinking if Iโ€™m loved or just tolerated a lot (๐Ÿ‘‰๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(โŒ’โ–ฝโŒ’)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ๐Ÿ‘ˆ) Iโ€™m always right, thatโ€™s what I say It keeps the panic politely away I know best, I know it all Itโ€™s easier than feeling small If I admit I might be wrong Then who am I when the jokes are gone? So let me win, let me pretend Iโ€™m correctโ€ฆ until the end. (๐Ÿ‘‰๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(โŒ’โ–ฝโŒ’)๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆ(๏พŸใƒฎ๏พŸ๐Ÿ‘ˆ)