I wasn't lost for them to find All they did was waste their time Try to make me fit in like Rip, tug and mold Why would I wanna ever be sold When I am gold People try to bring you down So you fit within the crowd I will be so ever proud Of my own shine Why would I want to stand in your line When I've got mine Oh, Oh When you get to close I am like a rose Blood is drawn I'll make you feel exposed I have more thorns that peatles They're part of me You can't take them away from me That's why they're part of beauty I have more thorns than peatles baby That's why you don't believe Ever believe in me I'm free there is nothing you can do I'm me that's for me to choose So you you say I'm a problem child Well baby don't you see That you're the one with the problem honey it's not me Try to hurt me with your words All you did was make me strong Funny is that you weren't wrong I am a rebel But the difference is that I I have a cause Oh, Oh When you get to close I am like a rose Blood is drawn I'll make you feel exposed For all my gypsy souls and my free spirits out there For all my problem children and rebels without a cause I guess we finally found it guys Finally found our cause And it's always to prove them wrong