Growing up I'm told
It's not perfect
"you got to be better"
I have to be better

When I thought
I've made the mile
You said
"you gotta run faster"
I have to run faster

I'll be, I'll try
Ideal in your eyes

I'll be everything that you want
Just choose me as you want
Disappointments -- that I would not have
The kind of boy you're proud of
The kind of boy you're proud of

I take the blame
I've misbehaved
But I'll make it all better
I will be better

I failed you both
I take this oath
Promise it will be better
I will be better

I'll be, I'll try
Ideal in your eyes

The kind of boy that fakes smile like I'm told
Force tears to not seem cold
Turn coal to a brick of gold
A mold to be
The kind of boy you're proud of
The kind of boy you're proud of

I'll be everything...