I saw you standing there
You turned away but there's something there
I can see
You want to be with me.
What would your friends say if they saw me?
Would they pretend that I'm not there?
And, baby, would you care?
Well...
What would they say
What would they say
What would they say about me?
What would they say
What would they say
What would they say about me?
What would they say
About me?
Black leather jacket, bleach blond hair
With ripped up jeans and I don't care
But you do.
Why can't you see through?
Why don't you look inside
Instead of trying to hide your fears
And you end up in tears
Well...
What would they say
What would they say
What would they say about me?
What would they say
What would they say
What would they say about me?
What would they say?
Why are you so scared of who I am
When you shouldn't even give a damn, oh
Are you that insecure?
What your parents say if they saw me
And would you even care
Or baby are you scared
Well...
What would they say
What would they say
What would they say about me?
What would they say
What would they say
What would they say about me?
What would they say
About me?
Well...
What would they say
What would they say
What would they say about me?
What would they say
What would they say
What would they say about me?
What would they say
About me?