Almost Superstars lyrics

Why must I fit into the mold?
Why must I do what I am told?
Getting tired of expectations
Getting tired of trying to fake it

You see
I'm a small winner bleeding at the finish line

It's no use
We're living in a world of almost superstars
Makes me feel ashamed of what I am
And what we are
But it's alright
It's alright
It’s alright
I will find the time, the place, the way, the will
To be me

Am I delicious to the touch?
Am I enough, but not too much?
If I take it off real slow?
Will you want me so much more?

You see
I'm a small winner bleeding at the finish line