
You said I take too much space
half and inch from my face and you meant it
You grabbed my hands and you smiled
As you kicked me right out my own sentence
I'm glad you got the chance to be honest
I'm happy for you, there goes years of my progress
You said I take too much space
Now I know what you meant when you said it
One thing I like about me is I'm nothing like you
And I never will be
Someone who loves how it sounds when they speak
You're not telling the truth
No, you're just being mean, just being mean
