You make me cry, I'm not that girl You're not my charming Not my world. Granted dear I love you so But i would still Let you go. Like a bird with wings So high so free I loathe you and you love me Used to be so twisted round And from cloud nine I fell to ground Contorted vision crystal clear What am I doing here? You make me sick You're not my guy Not for me No reason why Well yes so many but oh well dear Nothing that you'd like to hear. You start again being you And we both know I'm going to So cover your ears I scream and shout I'm not that girl who's flipping out The crazy look in a piercing eye I observe myself like a wall bound fly Tears of rage Tears that plea Let me go Set me free Well one day courage will knock me out Ill reconfirm what's been in doubt I am Chani, just wait and see You ain't never met, a girl like me.