You're the lonely one and only body in the world

Who can make me,

Who can break me down into a young girl

You say that love is not that easy

And that's the lesson that you teach me

So hypocritical, overly cynical

I'm sick and tired of all your preaching

Who are you to tell me who to be?

You're my last bone of contention

That could break at any mention

You're the last wall that will stand tall

'til the end of the world

I know you only want to own me

And that's the kind of love you show me

You tell me one thing and do another

Keep all your secrets under cover

Who are you to tell me who to be?

You let go of me

Yeah you played the martyr for so long

That you can't do anything wrong