
I can hear them telling lies, well that's no surprise
I don’t like what they say and I can’t understand why they say it.
They say I get Krazy
I’m not who they think why can’t they understand.
I thought they were my friend’s, they told me their secrets
but I would never tell because I’m a true friend, they’re not.
You can put it on my shoulder's, I can hold you.
The thing is that everything they said about me was all a lie.
I’m the kinda girl that would never hurt my friends,
the one that they can all turn to when they need someone to talk to.
Now when I hang out with people, sometimes I worry what they think about me.
Maybe they heard those ridiculous rumors, maybe not but I’m in a daze, that bottom is wavin’ at me.
How am I supposed to feel when people I don’t even know talk about me.
I worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things.
When I hear it so much it starts to hurt, Dem haters in my way.
So I sit on my bed all by myself and shut off any form of communication, I'm good without ya.
Sometimes I’ll stare out the window and I wonder about things, I hate this part right here.
Music helps me too; it helps me to escape from reality.
Sometimes I want to start over somewhere
Cuhz the best is, no one knows who you are,
Just another girl: alone at the bar.
But that’s not me that’s who they think I am.
I don’t really wanna spend your whole life alone.
I want someone who will care and won’t leave me, someone who will keep their promises.
So I get up and realize everyday I need ya.
I have to realize that as long as I know who I am
No one else matters
I move in my own way.
I create who I am and who I want to be,
I'd like to think the best of me is still hiding up my sleeve,
Now I’m Miss independent.
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