Where did these shakes come from? Why do I sweat so much? Why does this gold feel made of stone? Been a nervous wreck yeah all my life Needed a push to make things go right Life on a platter that's full but I feel empty I get caught in my head sometimes Play my part and forget the lines Fear of becoming washed out So I blow a kiss on the way down When I'm under pressure I crumble like paper It's too late, I can't breathe Everyone around me Is better than I am Waiting to call out my bluff My friends say that In good but Am I good enough? Am I good enough? You get one life, so don't waste it So close but I still can't taste it I won't be my own punching bag from now on I get caught in my head sometimes Play my part and forget the lines Fear of being washed out And I'm trying not to believe that Everyone around me Is better than I am Waiting to call out my bluff My friends say that In good but Am I good enough? Am I good enough?