"EVERYTHING I'VE EVER WANTED" lyrics
If this is everything I've ever wanted
Why does it feel like something's missing?
God, I question, is this actually real?
I've never been able to see myself as somebody more
Somebody like the other bodies on my screen I adore
And if I got a little love from you, was it just my luck?
Or do you actually believe I'm someone you could look up to?
'Cause I never really saw it in me, I don't believe
That you could see it in me either, I think I'm a copy
And see, I'm terrified that I don't really know myself well
I get too influenced and in over my head, I can't tell
What's really me or really you, the lines are always a blur
I feel this pity deep inside me, I'm self conscious, it hurts
So I keep living out my dreams of meeting people I love
But I can't tell if they think I'm somebody worthy of trust
I always dreamed about these moments, now they're actually real
But somehow I'm stuck in my head and I don't know how to feel
I thought that maybe if I signed a piece of paper, my life
Would be the way that I imagined, everything would be right
And now, the paper's right in front of me, the pen in my hand
But, God, I'm terrified of it and I just don't understand
How my passion for the thing that raised me up as a child
Turned into my greatest fear and how I don't even smile
When something good comes crashing into me, it's like I can't breathe
'Cause all I think about is when that good thing finally leaves
If this is everything I've ever wanted
Everything-thing I've ever wanted
Everything I've ever wanted
Why does it feel?
If this is everything I've ever wanted
Everything-thing I've ever wanted
Everything I've ever wanted
Why does it feel?
If this is everything I've ever wanted
Everything-thing I've ever wanted
Everything I've ever wanted
Why does it feel?
If this is everything I've ever wanted
Everything-thing I've ever wanted
Everything I've ever wanted
Why does it feel?
If this is everything I've ever wanted
Why does it feel like something's missing?
God, I question, is this actually real?
I've never been able to see myself as somebody more
Somebody like the other bodies on my screen I adore-dore-dore
Why does it feel like something's missing?
God, I question, is this actually real?
I've never been able to see myself as somebody more
Somebody like the other bodies on my screen I adore
And if I got a little love from you, was it just my luck?
Or do you actually believe I'm someone you could look up to?
'Cause I never really saw it in me, I don't believe
That you could see it in me either, I think I'm a copy
And see, I'm terrified that I don't really know myself well
I get too influenced and in over my head, I can't tell
What's really me or really you, the lines are always a blur
I feel this pity deep inside me, I'm self conscious, it hurts
So I keep living out my dreams of meeting people I love
But I can't tell if they think I'm somebody worthy of trust
I always dreamed about these moments, now they're actually real
But somehow I'm stuck in my head and I don't know how to feel
I thought that maybe if I signed a piece of paper, my life
Would be the way that I imagined, everything would be right
And now, the paper's right in front of me, the pen in my hand
But, God, I'm terrified of it and I just don't understand
How my passion for the thing that raised me up as a child
Turned into my greatest fear and how I don't even smile
When something good comes crashing into me, it's like I can't breathe
'Cause all I think about is when that good thing finally leaves
If this is everything I've ever wanted
Everything-thing I've ever wanted
Everything I've ever wanted
Why does it feel?
If this is everything I've ever wanted
Everything-thing I've ever wanted
Everything I've ever wanted
Why does it feel?
If this is everything I've ever wanted
Everything-thing I've ever wanted
Everything I've ever wanted
Why does it feel?
If this is everything I've ever wanted
Everything-thing I've ever wanted
Everything I've ever wanted
Why does it feel?
If this is everything I've ever wanted
Why does it feel like something's missing?
God, I question, is this actually real?
I've never been able to see myself as somebody more
Somebody like the other bodies on my screen I adore-dore-dore
Writer(s): Tiffany Day
