I'd rather not walk The streets are much too silent I'd rather not speak My words much too violent I'd rather not think It keeps my up at night I'd rather just sleep Sleep alone at night Must I go and join the show? Though I'd rather be alone Must I hold my head up high? Look the masses in the eye The boys don't want my company I freak 'em out They just laugh at me The girls don't want my company I freak 'em out They tell me to leave Must I go and join the show? Though I'd rather be alone Must I hold my head up high? Look the masses in the eye