With a stutter, I'll be talking
No, with my sickness I'll get through somehow
You won't, no, you won't, hey
With a fever, I'll put up a fight with my temper
Can't get through tonight
And you won't, no, you won't
I am sick of my and all my
If I had you, where would I be?
If I was real, could I be free?
If I was real, could I be free?
If I had you, where would I be?
The situation, grown a little now
I'm pushing forward with a stupid scowl
And you won't, no you won't
I've grown my hair a little longer, now I've made
A fool out of myself somehow
And you won't, no, you won't
I am over this, I'm over
Down on me, down on me
You won't look down on me
Down on me, down on me
You won't look down on me
Go ahead and let me be me
Change this head and watch me
Watch me