I could ponder forever if you're aware that I quiver
In the presence of the people who I so direly admire
But that sort of ridiculous contemplation is what got me here
Reflecting on my own creations of love and fear

Am I what you expected from a girl of my stature?
A poet and an artist and a fag sort of con-artist
I guess even the girls who bow under the limbo stick
Want a man they don't just make sick

Every time I'm bent over backwards for someone
I wonder if this is where I should start having fun
But I guess even if I were neck-deep in mud
I wouldn't be able to see past my own mind-fuck

Am I what you expected from a girl of my stature?
A bitch and a lecher and the beast morning after
I guess even the girls who bow under the limbo stick
Want a man they don't just make sick

In a relationship it's those who give
Who wind up feeling so much like shit
And if we both keep shoving out like this
We'll wind up hating our relationship

Am I what you expected from a girl of my stature?
I knew when we met I wasn't what you are after
I guess even the girls who bow under the limbo stick
Want a man they don't just make sick

I could ponder forever if you're aware that I hate her
In the presence of you I can't even think straight
But if we're not together forever I'll always be late
Waiting to see if you'll show up at the last minute

Am I what you expected from a girl of my stature?
A poetically incorrect labor-beauty super mistake
But I guess even the girls who bow under the limbo stick
Want a man who they don't just make sick

So wait—there's something called purity
And I think there might even be a little in you and me
So this time when I pick up the phone
I'm redialing a million times until God picks up on the tone

Am I what you expected from a girl of my stature?
Don't give a thing to a girl who's a shit (put it on my death certificate)
But I guess even the girls who bow under the limbo stick
Want a man who they don't just make sick

Before this time between us is inevitably up
I want to inform you it was more than enough
That you stood in front of me and acted so tough
Even if we were both broken straight down to the buff

Am I what you expected from a girl of my stature?
I knew when I met you I wasn't what you were after
But I guess even the girls who bow under the limbo stick
Want a man who they don't just make sick

Hesitate, don't even bother to finish reaching out
Because I'm already reaching back to you
I have no idea what this whole thing is about
But I know I'm not the type who'll work it all out

Am I what you expected from a girl of my stature?
Or is this just another plea from a girl you're not after?
But I guess even the girls who bow under the limbo stick
Want a man who they don't just make sick

These are the last words that may ever leave my mouth
You were a little late and I wasn't mentally well
You're one person I know I won't ever see in hell
But I think it's with you I will opt to leave my heart with

Am I what you expected from a girl of my stature?
A puddle of tears and a joke of morning after
But I guess even the girls who bow under the limbo stick
Want a man who they don't just make sick