Текст Jayme Dee – Misfit

You think you know me, oh
You think you know me better than I know myself
You try to tie me, wrap me up in plastic, like a barbie on a shelf
Boy when you met me, you really got me, now what the hell is this

And I can’t be your picture perfect pageant queen
That’s not me, and it’s never gonna be
Sorry I’m not sorry that I don’t quite fit in your tiny little box, oh I’d rather be a misfit
I can’t be an artificial copy, no you can’t change me, I’ll be who I want to be
Sorry I’m not sorry that I don’t quite fit in your tiny little box, oh I’d rather be a misfit

You had me going, really had me going, with your pretty promises
So dam deceiving, had me believing I was as good as it gets
You’ll never change me or rearrange me, or that’s what you say
Not all conversations lead to alterations
Making fire fray

And I can’t be your picture perfect pageant queen
That’s not me, and it’s never gonna be
Sorry I’m not sorry that I don’t quite fit in your tiny little box, oh I’d rather be a misfit
I can’t be an artificial copy, no you can’t change me, I’ll be who I want to be
Sorry I’m not sorry that I don’t quite fit in your tiny little box, oh I’d rather be a misfit

And I can’t be your picture perfect pageant queen
That’s not me, and it’s never gonna be
Sorry I’m not sorry that I don’t quite fit in your tiny little box, oh I’d rather be a misfit
I can’t be an artificial copy, no you can’t change me, I’ll be who I want to be
Sorry I’m not sorry that I don’t quite fit in your tiny little box, oh I’d rather be a misfit