My first grade teacher said that if I wanted to get ahead I'd,
Have to learn to pay attention
But I'd never listen to a word she said and I
Always wound up in detention
It wasn't fair
I didn't care
I gotta be me
Never fit into the box
I gotta be me
Mister, unorthodox
I gotta be me
Always different from the crowd
I gotta be me
Even my whisper comes outloud
I remember working my very first job I was lifting crates
My boss said boy you'll never fit in
He's the one who's stuck there living inside a life he hates
I'm the one who's really living
It wasn't fair
I didn't care
I gotta be me
Never fit into the box
I gotta be me
Mister, unorthodox
I gotta be me
Always different from the crowd
I gotta be me
Even my whisper comes outloud
It wasn't fair
I didn't care
I gotta be me
Never fit into the box
I gotta be me
Mister, unorthodox
I gotta be me
Always different from the crowd
I gotta be me
Even my whisper comes outloud
