Sometimes I don’t wanna be who I am I wanna play electric guitar Wear black converse drawn all over Cut my hair short And talk to someone new Maybe I’ll pretend Just for a little while I’m the type of person, The one who always talks Who stands up for myself Doesn’t care if I’m a b*tch Cause I just love myself But step behind the curtain Lock the door of my room I heard the whispers Saw their glances I’m so scared And I hate myself But yet even though I feel this way And I know I’m totally not sane I still have to get up each day But I don’t wanna make the bed.