me, i'm quite ironic
that's how i get through this life
i smile when i'm hurting
i laugh when i'm in strife

you won't ever see a tear on me
you can't ever make me cry
for everytime i'm down or sad
i fake being happy, i lie

why i can't be real with myself
i'll never understand
but never try to rescue me
i'll dismiss your helping hand

i will find success on my own
and discover how great it tastes
why would i want someone to help
and give half of my accomplishment to waste?

i'm only confident, never cocky
your words will never bring me down
because me, i'm quite ironic
i smile when others would frown
 
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