paroles de chanson What Do You Make Of Me? - Beth Crowley

You think you know what's best for me
Self-righteous hypocrite
I won't go along with it

I'm not some fragile little thing
That you can hide away
Lock up and keep it safe

'Cause I am only
Going to escape

You told me I was broken
That I never even stood a chance
And I don't wanna hurt you
But I'm gonna fight to keep the upper hand

So what do you make of me
What do you make of me now?
You'd sit there and let me bleed
Sit there and let me bleed out
(Sit there and let me bleed out)
(Sit there and let me bleed out)

You see the world in black and white
I've never been that way
I live in the shades of gray

I'm scared of what you'd sacrifice
If you thought you needed to
Rather than bend the rules

Would I just be
A casualty?

You told me I was broken
That I never even stood a chance
And I don't wanna hurt you
But I'm gonna fight to keep the upper hand

So what do you make of me
What do you make of me now?
You'd sit there and let me bleed
Sit there and let me bleed out
(Sit there and let me bleed out)

You'd rather clip my wings
Than ever let me fly
It might be safer on the ground
But baby I was meant to be up in the sky

And I don't want to hurt you
But I will if I have to

You told me I was broken
That I never even stood a chance
And I don't wanna hurt you
But I'm gonna fight to keep the upper hand

So what do you make of me
What do you make of me now?
You'd sit there and let me bleed
Sit there and let me bleed out

What do you make of me now?
You'd sit there and let me bleed out