| I'm not a faceless, not a racist, not a fracture | |
| I'm not a whore, wanting more, I'm not a fraction | |
| I'm not your teacher, not your preacher, not your hometown | |
| I'm not an able on your table, not your background | |
| I'm not obtuse, or some excuse, I'm not an open door | |
| I'm not your killer, got my filler, now I want some more | |
| I'm not a lover to another, not a stereotype | |
| I'm not a rock through your window on a cold night | |
| I'm not a book, I'm not a hopeless, not an artist | |
| I'm not a painter, not a poet, I'm just short words | |
| They try to get you, try to keep you, try to pin you down | |
| Another gun under the table and a long walk home. |