Ain’t the pictures enough, 
why do you go through so much? 
To get the story you need, so you can bury me 
You’ve got the people confused, 
you tell the stories you choose 
You try to get me to lose the man 
I really am 

You keep on stalking me, 
invading my privacy 
Won’t you just let me be? 
‘Cause you cameras can’t control, 
the minds of those who know 
That you’ll even sell your soul 
just to get a story sold 

I need my privacy, 
I need my privacy 
So paparazzi, get away from me 

Some of you still wonder 
Why one of my friends had to die 
To get a message across, that yet you haven’t heard 
My friend was chased and confused, 
Like many others I knew 
But on that cold winter night, my pride was snatched away 

Now she get no second chance, 
she just ridiculed and harassed 
Please tell my why 
No there’s a lesson to learn, 
Respect’s not given, it’s earned 
Stop maliciously attacking my integrity 

I need my privacy, 
I need my privacy 
So paparazzi, get away from me