You tell me that my words are stolen
But all I say is real
All I write are the words in my head
Don’t you understand?
That I’m for real
Never will I be that lame
That I need to steal
I write where I stand for
I’m inspired by the world around me
Let it be the girl of my dreams
Let it be the music I listen
That doesn’t mean I’m a criminal
Just read your own words
And you see what I mean
All the words you write
Are written before
That doesn’t mean it’s stolen
Ore that you are a criminal