Kiss my ass, you don´t know jack
And if you say you understand, you don´t
You don´t

Fuck me, only when I´m keen

Not according to your beer
Your beer

So let me be what I´ve wanted to be

Let me cut my hair and dye it red if I want to
I haven´t found myself so comfortable
I´m not stopping now

Touch me if you mean it
Because I´m getting tired of being all alone
All alone

If it´s not for you guess I´ll find it on my own

Let me cut my hair and dye it red if I want to
I haven´t found myself so comfortable
I´m not stopping now

Think I´d be better off alone
Have some time to think
I´ve had to put up with your shit
When you´re not even that cute

And maybe it´s time to change my ways
But that doesn´t include you