Change
I won't change, I don't want to be like you Why would I want to be like you? The cutouts shout their insults as I'm walking down the hall, Turn around and tell them to 'go back to the shopping mall' I won't change I won't change, I want to be strange Why would I want to be like you? Your comments and oppinions don't mean anything to me I like the way I do things, so don't try to change me