I'm just a girl
I have no right to be smart
Or be the best
Oh, you twist me like I'm some pearl
Lots of people say I'm blessed
But do they know about the pain, the stress, the struggle?
And my "blessing" makes it double
I am so smart
Though I have no right to be
Because there are only misogynists around
It is not that hard to believe
One, two, three, ten, fifteen...
I can keep counting
Why can't you just let me be me?
Why me? Why me?
It won't kill anyone or anything
Except your and your puppets' ego
That's something you would argue with
"Oh, he's so smart and kind, he's the best" she says
How could I be so naive?
I used to be so smart
Why did you make me so naive?
How could I fall for that?
Oh, I used to be so smart
Who am I without that?