Take your hands off of me There's nothing wrong with me I don't like sympathy Don't you dare pity me 'Cause you don't know my situation We've had at most one conversation Don't come out of the blue And tell me what to do So I show up, looking my worst Make a point to bitch and curse And you think you're gonna be the first To change my ways after the day But you don't know my situation We've had at most one conversation You haven't got a clue So don't tell me what to do I'm not gonna sleep in anybody's shade Call me a rebel Call me a renegade Whatever fits the mold you've made 'Cause you don't know my situation We've had at most one conversation I don't come out of the blue And tell you what to do 'Cause you don't know my situation We've had at most one conversation You haven't got a clue So don't tell me what to do