How can I be falling behind 
if what I'm comparing myself to  
is something I don't want? 

Why do I hold the standards 
that I set myself before I even knew 
the kind of woman that I was? 

Why do I see myself 
as everything I've ever done wrong,  
when I can't remember a single mistake 
from anyone that I've ever loved? 
Why is the world I live in 
so different from the one 
that I see? 
Why does everyone else 
deserve forgiveness,  
except for me? 

Another friend of mine 
just got married yesterday, 
and I can't help but think 
I'll never be truly loved 
in that way. 
Even though I don't want 
that right now, anyway. 

Where their families are getting bigger, 
I'm losing friends left, right, and centre 
because although I'm growing, 
the only way that I know of 
is growing apart. 
Because it's been like that 
right from the start. 

'Cause why do I still see myself 
as everything I've ever done wrong,  
when I can't remember a single mistake 
from anyone that I've ever loved? 
And why do I feel like I've let them down 
when I've moved on from every small town 
that ever held me down? 
Why is the world I live in 
so different from the one 
that I see? 
Why does everyone 
deserve forgiveness, 
except for me? 

Maybe I'm better than I believe. 
What if I'm worse than I conceive? 
What if the greatest fears I have 
are the ones that will come true? 

What if the world I live in 
is so different from the one 
that I see? 
What if everyone else 
deserves forgiveness 
except for me?  

'Falling Behind'.