They had always called me crazy
But they never gave me a chance
They had always called me weirdo
without giving a single glance
I could not say things back
Cause that’s not who I am
But if I could say one thing
It would probably be this:
Tell me when your friends actually
Back you up when you feel like falling
Tell me when you take a glance
At the shattered mirror that
Fooled you by its forsaken trance
So, run along you little sheep
Looking all perfect until they see you weep.
But you wont see me, cry from the words so deep
You see me as a girl so frail
But I see myself as the hero from a fairy tale
You think I care for what you say
But that will be when I breathe on my final day
Answer me this, popular child
Why do you pretend to be the royal of this land
When you cant last a single hour
Without everyone’s attention resting in your hand
So lemme just say i'm sorry
You’ve been blinded by your own greed
So ill be the one smiling
When I find out that I was to succeed
So tell me when your friends actually
Back you up when you’re on your knees surrendering
Tell me when you looked around
To see all the world around you
After treating people like your clowns
So run along you little dog
Because all your glory wont last so long
And unlike you, I know where I belong!