Call the cops and make it loud Nowhere to hide away, nothing to pry from here I've got nothing against not being proud To me it's alright, it's alright, it's alright Have what's going and make it mine No sense in hanging out, waiting for hand-me-downs I don't worry about being proud It's as long as I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm alright If you want it, break it off There's nothing right about being on your side If you want it, take it off There's nothing good about having to go without you On you On you On you On you
