Not 100% accurate...

Stand-

ing

in

cir-

cles

Not

know-

ing

my

alt-

er-

e-

go

No-

thing

seems

to

mat-

ter

but

make-

up,

hear

and

fash-

ion

I

sit

here

alone

with

my

wood-

en

piece

of

beau-

ty

and

won-

der-

ing

when

they'll

turn

a-

round

'Cause

when

the

mus-

ic

stops

chugg-

ing

and

all

be-

comes

clean

I

reach

my

pre-

sent

place-

ment

and

they

start

hugg-

ing.

This

is

not

who

I

am

Stand-

ing

in

the

cent-

re

of

all

atten-

tion

In

the

past;

by-

passed

At

this

mo-

ment

all

is

re-

versed

I

love

it,

there's

no

better

feel-

ing

'Cause

when

the

mus-

ic

stops

chugg-

ing,

thats

when

all

be-

comes

clear

I

reach

my

pre-

sent

place-

ment

and

they

start

to

chear

I

keep

try-

ing

to

please

I

was

fi-

nal-

ly

at

ease

I'm

cons-

tant-

ly

striv-

ing

for

your

ob-

ser-

va-

tion

How

could

i

pos-

sib-

ly've

been

so

stu-

pid

It

was-

n't

me,

in

the

be-

gin-

ning

they

were

tor-

pid

And

when

the

me-

lo-

dy's

o-

ver,

ques-

tions

fly:

Do

you

know

a-

ny

o-

ther?

Choked

by

ner-

vous-

ness,

blind-

ed

by

pain

Try-

ing,

but

fail-

ing,

it

was

clear-

ly

faith

Al-

though

I

like

a

cer-

tain

style

I

can

al-

ways

pre-

tend

that

I

like

a

va-

rie-

ty

of

styles

I

keep

try-

ing

to

please

I

was

fi-

nal-

ly

at

ease

I'm

cons-

tant-

ly

striv-

ing

for

your

ob-

ser-

va-

tion

I

keep

try-

ing

to

please

I

was

fi-

nal-

ly

at

ease

Hey,

yeah!

I'm

cons-

tant-

ly

striv-

ing

for

your

ob-

ser-

va-

tion