Want to believe that I got nothing for you at all, at all
 Yet the way you treat me
 You treat me like the king that I am, the king that I am
 I'll be in the corner drawing pictures of myself
 Trying to be somebody else, making something for myself now
 I'll be in the corner 'til you show me all my wealth
 'Til you show me all my wealth, 'til you show me all my
 Now I
 Got something to love about you
 I got something to love about you
 Got something to love about you
 I got something to love about you
 Told myself, holding my images
 Time to forget it, born again, and I
 Wonder if I rise too slow, I'll fall asleep
 Waiting on my own until you talk to me
 I'll be in the corner drawing pictures of myself
 Trying to be somebody else, making something for myself now
 I'll be in the corner 'til you show me all my wealth
 'Til you show me all my wealth, 'til you show me all my
 Now I
 Got something to love about you...