Bootstraps

I want to be uplifting for a change,
 To make you feel a little better,
 Like when a nice boy takes you dinner
 Not just first base beneath your sweater.
 But if it happens enough
 Maybe I'll learn to trust
 Having skin so tough
 Like an elephant must
 But my expanding state
 Tends to gravitate
 I'll never fit the pants of a singer
 I lack the lungs of a winner
 I am failure's dead ringer
 I've got the marks of a sinner
 You've got to pick yourself up by the bootstraps
 Just ignore them when they laugh
 Make it a point to now walk taller
 Keep your chin up on the behalf
 Of every beautiful rejection
 With their own ugly reflection
 To anyone who's ever never felt the same
 Back to the couch where I'll binge on doritos
 Where I'll grow so stagnant that I breed mosquitoes
 I will saturate
 My expanding state
 I'll never fit the pants of a singer
 I lack the lungs of a winner
 I am failure's dead ringer
 I've got the marks of a sinner
 You've got to pick yourself up by the bootstraps
 Just ignore them when they laugh
 Make it a point to now walk taller
 Keep your chin up on the behalf
 Of every beautiful rejection
 With their own ugly reflection
 To anyone who's ever never felt the same
 But still hey
 Who are we to say we could ever be loved?
 From god's own junkyard to heavens above
 You've got to pick yourself up by the bootstraps
 Just ignore them when they laugh
 Make it a point to now walk taller
 Keep your chin up on the behalf
 Of every beautiful rejection
 With their own ugly reflection
 To anyone who's ever never felt the same