I don't wanna let anybody down
I'm the kinda girl people keep around
For never causing any problems
If you got 'em I can solve 'em
I'd rather help you out
And not let my guard down

But I kinda wanna make a mess
Stand up for myself to my fake friends
Never look back, never call back
Never think twice about it
Or doubt it
Or try to get them to want to make amends

I'm a walking contradiction I know,
At least I know that
Confused with myself, so hard to show
Hard to show but

I want I want I want to be myself
Not get so caught up caught up in everyone else
Stuck under the weather, feeling sick
I can't help my diagnosis yeah
I've got imposter syndrome
Hate to admit it

Hate to admit it
Hate to admit it

I know it's a problem yeah I see it now
Tired of being a product of people I'm around oh
There's a fine line between inspiration and aggravation of not being where they are
Like all my dreams are so far
Like

I'm a walking contradiction I know,
at least I know that
Confused with myself, so hard to show
Hard to show but

I want I want I want to be myself
Not get so caught up caught up in everyone else
Stuck under the weather, feeling sick
I can't help my diagnosis yeah
I've got imposter syndrome
Hate to admit it (Uh huh, Yeah)

Hate to admit it
Imposter syndrome
Hate to admit it

Stuck under the weather, feeling sick
I can't help my diagnosis yeah
I've got imposter syndrome
Hate to admit it