Worried about me when I frown
Afraid for me when I look down
Probe me when I don’t make a sound
If I walk away you follow me around

What is it that you want from me?
Don’t treat me like an idol
You try so hard to look into me
One glare and suddenly I’m suicidal

Stop coming up my way
Please listen to me when I say
I want you just to go away
It’s personal.

Try to cheer me when I’m sad
Try to calm me when I’m mad
Really think you’ve got it bad
I’m not your friend, I’m not a fan

How else can I explain to you?
Comprehend the signs
I don’t want to confide in you
Stop telling me you're mine

Please refrain
Don’t ask again
One word remains, it’s:
Personal.

Don’t keep me close
Don’t try to coax
This is no hoax.
It’s personal.