If there’s one thing I hate, its people who tell you what to do
‘for your own good’. Even more when it comes from people who previously said you were great just the way you were.
You can say all you want, but actions really speak louder than words – quite simply, if you SAY you want to remain friends but don’t bother to stay in touch and still make comments like you have any control or impact over my life? I’d say please
F.O.A.D.
So thanks for giving me the way out – I no longer have to listen to you telling me I look like I’ve gained weight, I don’t need your feigned concern, and I definitely don’t need you to ask me
‘how my diet’s going’ and
‘what’s my weight’. All it’s doing is chipping away at my self-esteem, and I’m better than that.
Oh, and by the way? Next time please fix your own problems before you get all righteous about fixing other people. This one’s for you.
Keep drinking coffee, stare me down across the table
While I look outside
So many things I’d say if only I were able
But I just keep quiet and count the cars that pass by
You’ve got opinions, man
We’re all entitled to them, but I never asked
So let me thank you for your time, and try not to waste anymore of mine
And get out of here fast
I hate to break it to you babe, but I’m not drowning
There’s no one here to save
Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
You sound so innocent, all full of good intent
Swear you know best
But you expect me to jump up on board with you
And ride off into your delusional sunset
I’m not the one who’s lost with no direction
But you’ll never see
You’re so busy making maps with my name on them in all caps
You got the talking down, just not the listening
And who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
All my life I’ve tried to make everybody happy
While I just hurt and hide
Waiting for someone to tell me it’s my turn to decide
Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
Let me hold your crown, babe.
~ Sara Bareilles, King of Anything