I tried to say hi to a girl yesterday
Can you tell me why she was so afraid?
I know I’m fine—not disfigured or two-faced
I promise you guys that I’m perfectly sane.
My teachers don’t seem to think I’m all there
They tell me that what I write actually makes them scared
Maybe it’s because when they asked me where
Their heirloom glass jar was, I said I threw it down the stairs
Why is it that nothing I say
Ever seems to come out the right way?
Why am I always aiming to please
If you’re always controlling who I’m supposed to be?
Why do I never keep my head down
If people just don’t want me around?
I swear, this new act of mine’ll make a killin’
If you want it like this, I’ll play the villain.
I set your house on fire last night—
Oops! Mistake’s all mine.
Didn’t mean for that match to light—