I stole your magazine

The one with the beauty queen on the front

I see her look at me

I swear that it is mockingly

What the ***?

And you decide what I should like

But I don't buy no hype

Like in the magazine

The one with the beauty queen on the front I wanna run, run far away

I gotta get far away from you

I gotta keep my identity

And focus what I can do, oh! I don't want to be famous

If I got to be shameless

If you don't know what my name is (name is)

So what? (so what?)

I don't know what this game is

Cause I'm not even playing it

You don't know what my name is (Name is)

So what? (so what?) She's just a chickadee

They chose her for celebrity

It's all a stunt

Why does it get to me?

'Til I react so angrily to the stuff?

And maybe I'm not worth your time

Not a stop upon your climb

It doesn't bother me

It's just my insecurities acting up I wanna run, run far away

I gotta get far away from you

I gotta keep my identity

And focus what I can do, oh! So take a shot for free

And photo-shop the bits of me that you don't want

I'll steal your magazine

The one with the beauty queen on the front I don't want to be famous

If I got to be shameless

If you don't know what my name is (name is)

So what? (so what?)

I don't know what this game is

Cause I'm not even playing it

You don't know what my name is (Name is)

So what? (so what?)

So what? (so what?)

So what? (so what?)

So what? (so what?)

So what? I read your magazine

But maybe change a couple things

Like just be honest, don't be mean

Now everybody ***ing sing I don't want to be famous

If I got to be shameless

If you don't know what my name is (name is)

So what? (so what?)

I don't know what this game is

Cause I'm not even playing it

You don't know what my name is (Name is)

So what? (so what?)