He lived a life of frustration
He never clicked with a crowd
Heard all the whispers around him screaming
Out loud
They only saw what they wanted
Couldn't see past clichés
If they only would listen he'd say
I'm more than a label you've put on me
I don't fit in the box that you've made
I'll cross every line that you draw in the sand
I'm more than a label
She never asked for permission
Already made up her mind
Not gonna whisper I'm sorry
This time
Friends and family reject her
As she Goes her own way
If they only would listen
She'd say
I'm more than a label you've put on me
I don't fit in the box that you've made
I'll cross every line that you draw in the sand
I'm more than a label
Winners, losers, victims, accusers
Depends on the side that you're on
Players and prayers, dreamers, doomsayers
It's easy to get it all wrong
I'm more than a label you've put on me
I don't fit in the box that you've made
I'll cross every line that you draw in the sand
I'm more than a label
I'm more than a label you've put on me
I don't fit in the box that you've made
I'll cross every line that you draw in the sand
I'm more than a label
More than a label
More than a label
