I see you looking at me,
I see the look in your eyes,
You don’t like my style,
But it’s better than hiding behind lies.
You think you’ll get to me,
With every rude comment you say,
But, really, you need to stop,
Because this happens everyday.
You need to grow up,
And stop wasting your time,
Honestly, it’s getting a little old,
And I don’t really give a damn.
I don’t know what I did to you,
I can’t think of a mean word I said,
But you can’t change me,
So get that through your head.