Frankly from Nothing by sideSister

Flowers will never keep me warm, but I’ll keep on picking ‘till my hands are raw. It’s a habit I’ve had for many years, so stop asking why. Glitter will never pay my bills, but my face will sparkle like the harbour at night. It’s an image that I’m quite proud of, so stop asking why.

‘Cause all I’m going to tell you is M Y O B. All I’m going to tell you is “shove off.” All I’m going to tell you is, frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn what you think.

Music won’t further my career any more than your bitchiness serves yours. You could get a hobby, I don’t really care what. Just stop asking why.

‘Cause all I’m going to tell you is M Y O B. All I’m going to tell you is “shut up”. All I’m going to tell you is, frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn what you think.

So why make such a din over the ink on my skin or the metal in my face. I’m sorry, it’s really not your place. You don’t have to wear it. It’s your opinion but I never asked you to share it.

All I’m going to tell you is M Y O B. All I’m going to tell you is “fuck off.” All I’m going to tell you is, frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn what you think.

• Experimental
• New Zealand