Why canít people just get out my face,
I want to do things at my own pace,
I donít need to be pushed along,
Maybe I should put this into a song.
People are always trying to get in my way,
Not letting me do my own thing, what did I say,
Just get out of my life, get out of my reach,
Anyway who gave you the right to preach.
Everyone has some problem in his life,
Stop playing with fire, stop playing with knife,
Donít try and get into my head,
Have you even listened to a word that Iíve said.
I know that my life is just one big lie,
But donít put me down because I do try,
People always judge me for the way I am,
I will always do all that I can.
If I donít do things the right way,
Where is your place to come along and say,
I donít need your help or your upset,
I will get there just maybe not yet.
People just do my head in, always moaning,
Getting worse is the way I am turning,
I canít help it if Iím like this,
Just give it a rest, give it a miss.
Get out of my life, get out of my head,
Iím the same as you, I still bleed red,
Iím no different from any of you,
My heart is still there and all so true.