Texty

She's walking on eggshells Biting off her tongue She's still searching for herself But ain't pleasing no one And none of you know her anyway, you don't even want to (you don't even want to) They aren't your tears, it ain't your pain So what's it to you? I'm not laughing Don't get confused I'm not pointing my fingers Don't want to be like you, no, no, no She doesn't know she's beautiful 'Cause all she ever hears (all she ever hears) Is your insecure loud mouth Feeding off her fears (feeding off her fears) And all you know is that everyone is looking at her now You shoot her with your mouth, your gun But I get hit too somehow I'm not laughing Don't get confused I'm not pointing my fingers Don't want to be like you, no, no I'm not laughing Don't get confused I'm not pointing my fingers Don't want to be like you, no (Stop it, now!) (Stay out, now!) I'm not laughing Don't get confused I'm not pointing my fingers I'll never be like you, no, no I'm not laughing Don't get confused I'm not pointing my fingers Don't want to be like you, no, no, no (I'm not laughing) I'm not like you, I'm not like you I'm not like you (I'm not laughing) I'm not like you, I'm not like you I'll never be like you
Writer(s): Lacey Sturm, Joshua Sturm Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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