Take your hands off of me
There's nothing wrong with me
I don't like sympathy
Don't you dare pity me
'Cause you don't know my situation
We've had at most one conversation
Don't come out of the blue
And tell me what to do
So I show up, looking my worst
Make a point to bitch and curse
And you think you're gonna be the first
To change my ways after the day
But you don't know my situation
We've had at most one conversation
You haven't got a clue
So don't tell me what to do
I'm not gonna sleep in anybody's shade
Call me a rebel
Call me a renegade
Whatever fits the mold you've made
'Cause you don't know my situation
We've had at most one conversation
I don't come out of the blue
And tell you what to do
'Cause you don't know my situation
We've had at most one conversation
You haven't got a clue
So don't tell me what to do
