Insecure Me (Trevor Jackson / Playgroup Remix Edit) - Soft Cell

It was the morning after the month before

And I'm looking like a nose with eyes

Take a trip or letter to make me feel better

Cos I know my mirror never lies

Have you ever had the feeling that your life's down the can

And the hand that holds the whip is not your own

Your breakfast's going cold and your routine's getting old

Is it me that's feeling insecure?

Hiding in the darkness where they can't see your eyes

In a naked city cinema

Watch the bodies rolling around on the screen

And nobody gives a damn who you are

You're surrounded by the bitter and the boring

And you wonder if you're on the turn

And again you get hurt when they're dishing the dirt

Is it me that's feeling insecure?

I haven't got time to worry about the future

When I'm busy covering up my past

Start to consider a tuck behind the ears

When I wonder if my looks will last

I could hit the bottle and the depths of despair

But come up fighting like the best

And I can tell myself that I'm winning the war

But then again I'm different than the rest

I'm not the hardest person in the world

But like the song says 'I will survive'

And I may be a wreck and a pain in the neck

But at least I feel that I'm alive

So I'll spit in your face and push you over the place

If I'm ever feeling so unsure

And you can really go to hell if you give me the soft sell

It's not me that's feeling insecure

It was the morning after the month before

And I'm looking like a nose with eyes

Take a trip or letter to make me feel better

Cos I know my mirror never lies

Have you ever had the feeling that your life's down the can

And the hand that holds the whip is not your own

Your breakfast's going cold and your routine's getting old

Is it me that's feeling insecure?

Forget the lows

Just love the highs

And wipe that look

Out from my eyes

Forget the face

That I despise

Cos I know my mirror

Never lies

I'll come up fighting

Like the best

But then I'm different

Than the rest

And I wonder how my looks will last

Because my life is really fast

And you wonder if you're on the turn

Oh, baby, won't you ever learn

That I'm a cut above the rest

Don't worry about the way I dress

And if my make-up looks a mess

I'm not about to get depressed

Cos I'm the one that loves to lose

Just loser in my fuck me shoes

And I've got the touch

And I've got the feel

To make your good time

Really real

I'll just spit right in your face

And push you all around the place

Just love to love

Just love to live

Just love to live

Just love to love

And, baby, are you so, so sure

That you're the one that's insecure?