The Me Inside of Me

Think, long and hard Conjure her up in your mind What would Heather say? What is 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 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 gotta be good enough to fool the cops! Whoa! 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 I am more than just a source of handjobs No one sees the me inside of me I'm telling ya, Principal Gowan Heather Chandler is 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! What this school needs is a good old-fashioned rap session I suggest we get everyone into the cafeteria And just talk and feel, together Thank you, Ms. Fleming Call me when the shuttle lands Oh go ahead, laugh at the hippie But I'm telling you we all misjudged Heather Chandler Myself included Have you read this suicide note? Really read it? Box up my clothing for Goodwill And give the poor my Nordic Track 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 Maybe I can help the world by leaving Maybe that's the me inside of me Aw, hell Long weekend for everybody! Not so fast, kids They're refueling the buses Which gives us a solid half-hour of healing I want you all to study the suicide note So you can really feel Heather's anguish Her world seemed like a perfect place Go on! But friends and toys had no effect Feel! That's why she punched me in the face Heal! 'Cause she was desperate to connect! Veronica? Is something on your mind? I'm sorry, it's just that this classroom discussion Has stirred up emotions I haven't felt Since Hands Across America! 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 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!