Look at me. Do you see
All the things I want you to see?
You're telling me, sure I know you so well.
But you just act when you are back against the wall.
What is [bad word]  what is fake?
Everything that you make, or you take
It's plain to see.
Imagewise you're okay,
But is there anything inside of you?
Hear me say:
I don't wanna do the things you say,
I don't wanna play the game you play.
I just wanna be myself and walk the road without pretending.
I just wanna live my life, be [bad word] 
So many things there are that I will do.
When I'm looking back the road at least I can say:
I did it my way!
There you are once again
Telling me how the things all should be.
And that I care far too much about my art
"cause you know they will never understand"
I am me, I cannot be, what I'm not, I am real and I feel, but you can never stop, you forgot,
`Cause no one's gonna tell me what to do.
Hear me say...