Fucking Christ, people, let's make up our minds...

Mar 03, 2005 11:33

They say I'm crazy
I really don't care
That's my prerogative
They say I'm nasty
But I don't give a damn
Getting boys is how I live

Some messy questions
Why am I so real?
But they don't undersand me
I really don't know the deal about my sister
Trying hard to make it right
Not long ago
Before I won this fight

Everybody's talking all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live?
I don't need permission
Make my own decisions
That's my prerogative
It's my prerogative

It's the way that I wanna live
You can’t tell me what to do

Don't get me wrong
I'm really not souped
Egotrips is not my thing
All these strange relationships really gets me down
I see nothing wrong in spreading myself around

Everybody's talking all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live?
I don't need permission
Make my own decisions
That's my prerogative
That’s my prerogative

Everybody's talking all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live?
I don't need permission
Make my own decisions
That's my prerogative
That's my prerogative

It's the way that I wanna live
You can’t tell me what to do

Why can't I live my life
Without all of the things
That people say

Everybody's talking all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live?
I don't need permission
Make my own decisions
That's my prerogative

They say I’m crazy

Everybody's talking all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live?

They say I’m nasty

I don't need permission
Make my own decisions
That's my prerogative
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