Rumors

Saturday, steppin' into the club The music make me wanna tell the DJ, "Turn it up" I feel the energy all around And my body can't stop moving to the sound But I can tell that you're watching me And you're probably gonna write what you didn't see Well, I just need a little space to breathe Can you please respect my privacy? Why can't you just let me do the things I wanna do? I just wanna be me I don't understand why Would you wanna bring me down when I'm only havin' fun? I'm gonna live my life (but not the way you want me to) I'm tired of rumors starting I'm sick of being followed I'm tired of people lyin', sayin' what they want about me Why can't they back up off me? Why can't they let me live? I'm gonna do it my way, take this for just what it is So here we are, back up in the club People taking pictures, don't you think they get enough? I just wanna get all over the floor And throw my hands up in the air to the beat like (what?) I gotta say respectfully I would love it if you'd take the cameras off of me 'Cause I just need a little room to breathe Can you please respect my privacy? Why can't you just let me do the things I wanna do? I just wanna be me I don't understand why Would you wanna bring me down when I'm only havin' fun? I'm gonna live my life (but not the way you want me to) I'm tired of rumors starting I'm sick of being followed I'm tired of people lyin', sayin' what they want about me Why can't they back up off me? Why can't they let me live? I'm gonna do it my way, take this for just what it is I just need to free my mind (my mind) Just wanna dance and have a good time (good time) I'm tired of rumors (rumors) Followed (followed, followed, followed, followed, followed) But they follow me Why can't they (they, they, they-they-they) let me live? (Live) Take this for just what it is I'm tired of rumors starting I'm sick of being followed I'm tired of people lyin', sayin' what they want about me Why can't they back up off me? Why can't they let me live? I'm gonna do it my way, take this for just what it is I'm tired of rumors starting I'm sick of being followed I'm tired of people lyin', sayin' what they want about me Why can't they back up off me? Why can't they let me live? I'm gonna do it my way, take this for just what it is