Rest now Mr. Genius Eyes, your work has all been done
Speak in special riddles, standing pointing at the sun behind you
There is no way around you
(I wish I never found you)
A bitter gifted girl, look at what she`s done
Making fun of boys on the other side of the sun
I`m here to be used
Try to be confused with someone
It`s no one; the special boy is only no one
I should be free to be what I am
As you should have what you need
But if you see what you need in me
Then you can`t have what you need
It`s not fair to expect that from me
`Cuz that`s not what I am
You think I reject you, but I never wanted to hurt you
Now you want to hurt me `cuz I won`t set you free
That`s what you see, but that`s not what I am
I`m a genius (X6)