| Ain’t the pictures enough, why do you go through so much
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| To get the stories you need, so you can bury me You’ve got the people confused, you tell the stories you choose
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| You try to get me to lose the man I really am You keep on stalking me, invading my privacy
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| Won’t you just let me be
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| 'Cause your cameras can’t control, the minds of those who know
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| That you’ll even sell your soul just to get a story sold
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| CHORUS
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| I need my privacy, I need my my privacy
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| So paparazzi, get away from me Some of you still wonder why, one of my friends had to die
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| To get the message across, that yet you haven’t heard
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| My friend was chased and confused, like many others i knew
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| But on that cold winter night, my pride was snatched away
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| Now she get no second chance, she just ridiculed and harassed
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| Please tell me why
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| Now there’s a lesson to learn, respect’s not given, it’s earned
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| Stop maliciously attacking my intergrity
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| CHORUS
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| Now there’s a lesson to learn, stories are twisted and turned
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| Stop maliciously attacking my intergrity
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| CHORUS x 3 |