People will believe things about you that aren't true And at the end of the day, this will never change Yelling over and over, so you'll hear me say I'll write a thousand songs and I'll make my words concise This personality I've nurtured is much too weak to fight It won't be understood and trust will melt away Fuck you, Elijah Today is just another day that's not my day Another face looking at me with hate The kind of class that makes you feel permanently late And these perceptions make me angry, but mostly, I want to die I want release from being misunderstood for my whole entire life Not a masculine bone in my body, no curtain drawn inside I want everyone to look in and see the whole me But everybody hates me