Yeah, I'm gonna show you So what if I'm fucking crazy? I'm gonna show you And I don't need your quick fix I don't want your prescriptions Just 'cause you say I'm crazy Loco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath, I'm gonna show you, Mental out my brain, bad

Say what you want Call me out my name We made need a break Just don't say it's over It might take some space But girl don't say you over me But don't say it's over Just don't say you over me Oh oh oh oh oh

Whoa oh oh oh oh, Mona Lisa Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe You're guaranteed to run this town I'd pay to see you frown There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for

I, I who have nothing I, I who have no one Adore you and want you so I'm just a no one with nothing to give you but, oh He, he buys you diamonds Bright, sparkling diamonds But, believe me, dear, when I say That he can give you the world but he'll never

When my heart is made from gold I still find it in my heart To say "I love you" And I want to be free And forgiveness seems too bold And the hurt is just too bold I can be strong when I want to be, You think I'm weak cause you can tear me apart with the

Nobody can ever hear him call You need to find a way for what you want to say But before tomorrow 'Cause my friend said he'd take you home He sits in a corner all alone He lives under a waterfall Nobody can see him I need to be myself I can't be no one

Say that you want me just to want somebody Tell me you need me 'cause I need somebody None of these lines will ever make you love me Hurts good to want ya Crave the pain I get from you My head aches, my heart aches, I'm awake, I'm alive It's hard to speak

Say that you don't want me Say that you don't need me Tell me I'm the fool Tell me you've been tortured Tell me you've been beaten And what I've done to you Matter what's true Even if it doesn't matter

You know kids, I wish every mom and dad would make a speech to their teenagers and say kids, be free, be whatever you are, do whatever you want to do, just so long as you don't hurt anybody. And remember kids, I am your friend. I would just like to say

Honey, I want you Yes I want you, so bad The guilty undertaker sighs The lonesome organ grinder cries The silver saxophones say I should refuse you The cracked bells and washed-out horns Blow into my face with scorn, but it’s Not that way, I wasn’t born