Natasha Bedingfield

What if I squeezed myself into any shape
And I still don't fit
What if I bend myself so much that i break
And I cant mend it
What if I burned so bright that the fire goes out
And I cant stay lit
Whats the point in it
I could get good at crying crocodiles tears
Just to get along
I could carry on telling you what you want to hear
Til my voice is gone
But if i finally get to the place that I think is home
And i don't belong
Whats the point in it
Wheres the benefit
When I'm gaining all but I'm losing it
Its not worth having
If its too much to hold
It can dig so deep
That your left with a hole
Does the energizer with a bag full of gold
Don't wanna end up like pirate bones
While the thought was treasures just a pile of stones
I might have to judge, rather then be lying alone
Just a pile of pirate bones
Uh yeah oh oh
If I forfeit my soul it ain't worth having
Uh yeah oh oh
If its something I stole it ain't worth having
What if I stake everything I am on a dream
And its counterfeit
If I reach the end that justifies the means
Could I live with it
And if its true that I have to much of any good thing
Can only make me sick
Whats the point in it
Wheres the benefit
When I'm gaining all, but I'm losing it
Oooh
Its not worth having
If its too much to hold
It can dig so deep