You feel I say some crazy things
But I can’t help the way you think.
So go ahead and think what you believe
Your cutting words, cannot touch me

You don’t like that I say what’s on my mind
But, you see, I refuse to be defined
This is just the way that I was designed
Yeah, and I feel just fine


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Oh, you can’t edit me
You can’t put me down
I have my own opinions
Don’t put tape on my mouth
No matter how hard you try
You can’t censor me
So let me scream from the rooftops
That’s where I was meant to be
Oh, you can’t edit me
Don’t edit me

Your pitchfork hits a huge brick wall
It’s up around me, and I’m standing tall
So even if you knock me down, and I fall
My words will still get out somehow

Chorus

Oh, it matters what I say
I’m beautiful in my own way
Why do you try and cover me?
Why do you try and edit me?
Don’t try and edit me!

Chorus (2x)