Am I too young to feel the way I do?
Am I content in my ineptitude?
Too slow, too slight to be admired.

Too short to kiss the tall girls,
Too plain to kiss the pretty.
My glasses don’t let anyone see me.
I’m too shy to kiss the brave girls,
Too dull to kiss the funny girls,
And no one wants to place a kiss on me.

And you’re too beautiful to love me too,
Too bright to have a dim bulb next to you.
Too kind, too warm to be my girl.

And even though I’m trying to be kinder,
And even though I’m trying to curb my flaws,
And even though I’m trying to, I just can’t quite live up to you,
So even though I’m trying to, I've lost.