| I heard them whisper and say
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| Bad things about you, accusations we both know are wrong
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| It’s not true, what they say about you
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| It’s not true, what they say about you
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| I know you as generous and kind
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| Never blind with the injustice of this crazy world
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| I know you as humble and fair
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| How can anyone expect you to
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| Solve all the problems addressed to you?
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| They had too many, and your arms too few
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| Don’t let them tell you, don’t let them tell you who you are
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| Don’t let them tell you, don’t let them tell you who you are
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| Don’t let them tll you, don’t let them tell you who you ar
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| I heard them calling your name
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| In a way that’s supposed to make you feel bad
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| For the mess your father made
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| They want to open your wounds again
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| Turn the eyes of the world away
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| From their own well-hidden crimes
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| I want to tell you that I love you
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| But I know you can’t hear me now
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| I know you can’t hear me now
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| Don’t let them tell you, don’t let them tell you who you are
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| Don’t let them tell you, don’t let them tell you who you are
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| Don’t let them tell you, don’t let them tell you who you are
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| Don’t let them tell you, don’t let them tell you who you are
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| Don’t let them tell you, don’t let them tell you who you are
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| Don’t let them tell you, don’t let them tell you who you are |