• I am mold, I am cold
    I listen and do what I am told
    Apparently though you want more
    You want me to change my very core
    Its not my fault, you have it wrong
    I know the tune but I hate the song
    Right now I hate you and what you cause
    Never again will I be put on pause
    You have pushed and its come to shove
    I taste now what im made of
    trust me babe it is sweet
    And ima knock you right off your feet
    So maybe im in this all on my own
    Most of my time will be spent at home
    Its sad indded yes it is
    Might as well be a death kiss
    Im aware that everything must always come down
    But that wont stop me from looking up
    One day I will leave this little town
    Be a stray, a lost little pup
    Through it all you will not change me
    so give it up, let me be
    Let me be who I am
    Let me be, thank ya ma'am
    [splice]