No, they don’t understand me The clothes I choose to wear No, they don’t understand me They just stop and stare I conformed to them many times And many times I shut down So this time if I’m going down I’m going down as myself.
They’re frustrated with their lives So they’re pointing fingers They’re frustrated with their lives So they’re shooting zingers And change is going to persist No matter how much they protest
No, they don’t understand me The way I style my hair No, they don’t understand me They just stop and stare I conformed to them many times And many times I shut down So this time if I’m going down I’m going down as myself.
They’re frustrated with their lives So they’re pointing fingers They’re frustrated with their lives So they’re shooting zingers And change is going to persist No matter how much they protest
No, they don’t understand me Whom I choose to love No, they don’t understand me Exactly what I’m made of I conformed to them many times And many times I shut down So this time if I’m going down I’m going down as myself.
They’re frustrated with their lives So they’re pointing fingers They’re frustrated with their lives So they’re shooting zingers And change is going to persist No matter how much they protest