| You can call me a sinner | |
| But you can't call me a saint | |
| Celebrate me for who I am | |
| Dislike me for what I ain't | |
| Put me up on a pedestal | |
| Or drag me down in the dirt | |
| Sticks and stones will break my bones | |
| But your names will never hurt | |
| I'll be the garden, you'll be the snake | |
| All of my fruit is yours to take | |
| Better the devil that you know | |
| Your love for me will grow | |
| Because | |
| This is who I am | |
| You can like it or not | |
| You can love me or leave me | |
| Cause I'm never gonna stop, no no | |
| Cleopatra had her way | |
| Matahari too | |
| Whether they were good or bad | |
| Is strictly up to you | |
| Life is a paradox | |
| And it doesn't make much sense | |
| Can it be filled without the router? | |
| Please don't take offense | |
| Don't let the fruit rot under the vine | |
| Fill up your cup and let's drink the wine | |
| Better the devil that you know | |
| Your love for me will grow | |
| Because | |
| This is who I am | |
| You can like it or not | |
| You can love me or leave me | |
| Cause I'm never gonna stop, | |
| no no, you know | |
| This is who I am | |
| You can like it or not | |
| You can love me or leave me | |
| Cause I'm never gonna stop, | |
| no no, you know | |
| No no, you know | |
| No no, you know | |
| No no, you know | |
| No no, you know | |
| I'll be the garden, you'll be the snake | |
| All of my fruit is yours to take | |
| Better the devil that you know | |
| Your love for me will grow | |
| Because | |
| This is who I am | |
| You can like it or not | |
| You can love me or leave me | |
| Cause I'm never gonna stop, | |
| no no, you know | |
| This is who I am | |
| You can like it or not | |
| You can love me or leave me | |
| Cause I'm never gonna stop, | |
| no no, you know | |
| No no, you know | |
| No no, you know | |
| No no, you know | |
| No no, you know |