So what, I'm different you're not,
you're perfect, you've got so many choices,
I've been given so many chances,
I can't be like you,
no matter how hard I try,
I don't wanna be like you,
I'd rather (expletive) die, than be like you

Being perfect must be hard for you,
you try so hard to make everyone like you,
now I'm starting to think, you're not prefect after all