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