They don't know you
They think they know your type
They think one mistake defines the rest of your life
They risk nothing
They hide behind screens
You are perfect or you're cancelled
There's no in-between
They forget there are people who actually know
That they are an effing sideshow
They can't push you around
What the hell are they thinking
They must be mistaking you for somebody else
You're gonna stand your ground
You will not be forsaken
Your people surround you
They're by themselves
No one trusts them
But they think they're so real
Telling their three followers exactly how they feel
How pathetic
Are they honestly proud
They're just cruising through life being obnoxiously loud
They forget that to live is to learn and to grow
'Cause they are an effing sideshow
They can't push you around
What the hell are they thinking
They must be mistaking you for somebody else
You're gonna stand your ground
You will not be forsaken
Your people surround you
They're by themselves
Thank God for the people who know you best
It'll save you when you are low
Every day you wake up you are so very blessed
That you're not an effing sideshow
To some it may be strange
People can learn and grow and change
They can't push you around
What the hell are they thinking
They must be mistaking you for somebody else
You're gonna stand your ground
You will not be forsaken
Your people surround you
They're by themselves
Your people surround you
And they're by themselves