Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Jennifer will be getting hers
And I will be there to watch you
Fall from the scene from the greatest of ease
And nobody there to catch you
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
'Cuz you're no one to me
Jennifer will be getting hers
Her heart may be blacker than coal
What once was distrust has turned to disgust
In the deep buried depth of my soul
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
'Cuz you're no one to me
Jennifer and her stranger lurk
Seems that nobody objects
It's not a harsh word for the popular girl
Who treats people like they're objects
And who do you think you are?
And who do you think you are?
And who do you think you are?
You're no one to me
And who do you think you are?
And who do you think you are?
You're no one to me. [x2]