The Me Inside of Me

Think, long and hard Conjure her up in your mind What would she say? Wh-What's her final statement To a cold, uncaring planet? "Dear world Believe it or not, I knew about fear I knew the way loneliness stung I hid behind smiles and crazy hot clothes I learned to kiss boys with my tongue" That's good "But oh, the world, it held me down Uh, it weighed like a concrete prom queen crown" No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings No one gets her insecurity I am more than shoulder pads and makeup No one sees the me inside of me Jesus, you're making me sound like Air Supply! Keep going This has to be good enough to fool the cops Whoa-oh-oh, is it murder? No, look, here's a suicide note They couldn't see past my rockstar mystique They wouldn't dare look in my eyes But just underneath was a terrified girl Who clings to her pillow and cries My looks were just like prison bars They've left me a myriad of scars Myriad, nice! No one thinks a pretty girl has substance That's the curse of popularity (popularity) I am more than just a source of handjobs No one sees the me inside of me Heather Chandler's not your everyday suicide You should cancel classes No way, coach, I send the kids home before lunch And the switchboard will light up like a Christmas tree Our children are dying! I suggest we get everyone into the cafeteria And just talk and feel together Thank you, Ms. Fleming Call me when the shuttle lands I'm telling you, we all misjudged Heather Chandler This is the loveliest suicide note I've ever read Box up my clothing for Goodwill And give the poor my NordicTrack Donate my car to crippled kids Or to those ghetto moms on crack Give them my hats and my CDs My pumps, my flats, my three TVs No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings But I weep for all I failed to be (I failed to be) Maybe I can help the world by leaving Maybe that's the me inside of me Aw, hell! Long weekend for everybody! Ah, not so fast, kids! They're refueling the buses Which gives us a solid half hour of healing Now, I have mimeographed copies of the suicide note So, you can feel Heather's anguish I never knew about her pain (Go on!) Her life had hit a rocky patch (Feel!) Deep down, she wasn't cruel or vain (Heal!) She didn't mean to be a snatch! Veronica, you're very quiet What's on your mind? Uh, maybe Heather realized that in order to be happy She had to give up her power And that the only way to do that was death My god Look what we've done, we're breaking through Heather would be so proud of you (And you, and you, and you, and you!) No one thinks a pretty girl can touch you Heather touching me But she's made us better than we were (ooh-ooh-ah-ah) Heather's dead, but she will live inside me And I'll be the me inside of her Holy crap, this is awesome! Heather cried, our sins fell on her shoulders! Jesus Christ! Heather died, so we could all be free! I'm bigger than John Lennon! Heather's gone, but she will live forever! She's the dove that sings outside my window She's the twin from whom I'm separated She's the horse I never got for Christmas Heather sees the me inside of me Heather is, the me inside of me Inside of Me!