Unwanted Opinions, STOP!

Stop!

Always got a word ’bout how I’m livin’  
Droppin’ big words like you game for what I’m givin’  (stomp)
I’m a grown‑ass woman, I can make my decisions  
Unwanted opinions when you never even listen  (stomp)
I ain’t ask for your opinion.
You don’t get to question the ways that I heal , You don’t get to label what you never had to feel.
Get off my shoulder, get off my back  (stomp)
You workin’ my nerves and you twistin’ my facts  
You ride my conscience, whisperin’ doubt  
Pickin’ through my past like you got it all figured out  (stomp)


I tell you I’m bipolar and you say I ain’t
Writing it off like it’s a phase
Making my feelings feel faint.  
It’s just like when I told you that I drink too much,  
You said, "nah, you good, you just think too much." 

(stomp)

Get off my shoulder, get off my back  (stomp)
You workin’ my nerves and you twistin’ my facts  (stomp)
You ride my conscience, whisperin’ doubt  
Pickin’ through my past like you got it all figured out  (stomp)


It’s not me that’s in denial, it’s you,  
Twisting all my truth around just to keep your comfort too.  (stomp)
You watch me ride these waves like it’s some show you can ignore,  ’Cause owning what it really is would shake you to the core. (stomp)


You see the raging anger that’s brewing inside,  (stomp)
And five minutes later that outrageous laughter I can’t hide.  
You watch it all spill out, every swing, every border,  
But you still haven’t figured out it’s just my mental disorder.  (Stomp)
You tell me how I feel because it brings you comfort
Every time you do it my faith in you gets  a little smaller. (stomp)
You say I’m extra, you say I’m too loud (stomp) but you weren’t there when the silence almost took me out
Now listen up while I tell you again
You ride my conscience, whisperin’ doubt  
Pickin’ through my past like you got it all figured out  (stomp)


I’d hate for either of us to have to walk away (breath)
Still know this: you don’t have to worry  what I’ll do  (stomp)
My church friends and my God are gonna see me through.
He already did (whisper)  (door slam)