Texty: Sean Fournier. Paper Tiger. Weak (I Feel Like Superman).

It's clear that if I went back even a year
and interviewed myself my greatest fear
he would cry and wonder what to do
if i told him it came true.

And so he'd make me tell him everything I know.
He'd wonder where his life was gonna go.
But in the end, he's got everything
'cause he has the girl I'll never have again.

She makes me weak
and I can't clear my shelf
and I can't speak
I can barely be myself
I feel like Superman with the kryptonite
slipped into his beer
and there's about to be a bar-fight.

And so I guess that's just the way it goes.
But on both sides, the envy grows
and the future and the past will have to laugh
'cause neither one could ever bring her back.

She makes me weak
and I can't clear my shelf
and I can't speak
I can barely be myself
I feel like Superman with the kryptonite
slipped into his beer
and there's about to be a bar-fight.

I've gone crazy.
She used to be my baby.
Never thought I'd be lazy (in that soft of thing).
But the past can't save me.
She doesn't want to be my baby.
And I was always too proud
to even say, 'I'm sorry'.

I feel like Superman with the kryptonite
rolling through his veins
and there's about to be a bar-fight

(Thanks to Sean Fournier for these lyrics)