In Our House We Don't

I Hate Polite Conversation. I Hate It When People Stand Around And Go, "hi, How Are You?" I Hate Words That Don't Have Any Reason Or Meaning. Also I Hate It When People Smoke In Elevators And Closed In Places. It's Just So Rude.

You're Frozen When Your Heart's Not Open.

You're Getting Angry, You Know I Can See. You're Just Jealous, Cause You Can't Be Me.

Nothing Lasts Forever. Should I?

Until I Learned To Love Myself, I Was Never Ever Lovin' Nobody Else.