So you think you got me figured out. Won't you go ahead and tell me what I'm all about. You know I'm dying to hear it. I'm getting sick of all the sticks and stones you throw. Now it feels like it's opinion overload. I can take it but I'd rather leave it. Get out of my face. Quit bringing me down. I don't care what you say. So what part of that don't you understand? Hey! I'm doing things exactly like I want to. What part of that don't you understand? Hey! And I don't give a damn if you don't approve. What part of that don't you understand? Hey! You're so tough throwing punches with your words. You think you're clever, let me tell you that you're not the first. Say something I haven't heard yet. You're disrespectful, always quick to judge. I kind of wonder if you're doing it just because. It must be nice being perfect. I won't apologize for what I feel inside. I won't be pushed around. I won't be backing down. Not doing what you say. I'll never change my ways. Get out of my face.