Miss Independent, she yells and screams,
Its pretty crazy in my daydreams...

Dont look at me
me who has everything or nothing...

I love when your around,
I love the way you sound...

I see you there,
all alone...

If only you knew
how I felt or how I worked...

What the h*** is this s*** you put me thru
i don't want you here with me...

Our very first kiss,
I really do miss...

You feel yourself being pulled through each day...

So if you look world and see what you get.
oh just try not to cry...

Climb high up that tree and look down on me just...

I feel a way,
that I can't explain...

Look into my eyes
and tell me what you see...