i can be a royal bitch like you wouldn’t believe,
i can think such nasty thoughts like no one can conceive,
i can have such mood swings and i can hold it all inside,
and i don’t think you want to know the dirty things i hide.
i resist your labels, i don’t fit into your scene,
i am good and i am evil, maybe something in between,
you see what you want to see or what i feel like showing,
there’s something more behind these eyes worth knowing.
i can love you better than anyone you’ve had before,
i can write you poems and other things you can’t ignore,
i can walk into your dreams and show you things about yourself,
and there’s no amount of money that can match my wealth.
i resist your labels, i don’t fit into your scene,
i am good and i am evil, maybe something in between,
you see what you want to see or what i feel like showing,
there’s something more behind these eyes worth knowing.
i can show you glimpses of my light and of my dark,
i can reveal all of me, or keep things hidden in my heart,
i can be mistrusting and jealous or thoughtful and kind,
but i sure don’t take kindly to being left behind.
i resist your labels, i don’t fit into your scene,
i am good and i am evil, maybe something in between,
you see what you want to see or what i feel like showing,
there’s something more behind these eyes worth knowing.
