She's walking on eggshells
Biting off her tongue
She's still searching for herself
But it ain't pleasing no one
And none of you know her anyway
You don't even want to
They aren't your tears, it ain't your pain
So what's it too you?
I'm not laughing
Don't get confused!
I'm not pointing my finger
Don't want to be like you
No! No! No!
She doesn't know she's beautiful
Cause all she ever hears
Is your insecure loud mouth
Feeding off her fears
And all you know
Is that everyone is looking at her now
You shoot her with your mouth, your gun
But I can hit too somehow
I'm not laughing
Don't get confused!
I'm not pointing my finger
Don't want to be like you
No! No!
I'm not laughing
Don't get confused!
I'm not pointing my finger
Don't want to be like you
No!
Stop it! Now!
Stop it! Now!
I'm not laughing
Don't get confused
I'm not pointing my fingers
I'll never be like you
No! No!
I'm not laughing
Don't get confused!
I'm not pointing my finger
Don't want to be like you
No! No! No!
I'm not laughing
I'm not like you! I'm not like you!
I'm not like you! I'm not like you!
I'm not laughing
I'm not like you! I'm not like you!
I'll never be like you!
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