You Don't Know Me Lyrics

When I was going to third grade

My teacher called up my mom

She said "I hate to bother you, Ma'am

But is there any way I could make you come?

I know that this must be a nuisance, I swear

I don't call every time one child cries

But ma'am an eight year old's never told me

They want to die

In the fourth grade I was bullied

Not by the kids that I went to class with, no

I mean, I did get that too, still

But it's much easier to let that shit go

No, it was by my teacher

Who called me a failure

Insulted me 'til it all felt numb

Qualified each accomplishment

With an admonishment

"How did you do all of that when you're so dumb?"

And it took me years to learn

She didn't say all of that cuz it's true

So if you're listening, Mrs

Fuck you

You don't know me

You don't know me

Even with all of the stories I tell

You don't know me and

I don't owe you that

I don't owe you getting to know me well

I owe you a silly song, or a bad review

Or the bare minimum to entertain you

But you don't know me

And I don't want you to

In seventh grade I was awful

Would whisper under my breath "oh you're going to die"

Obviously didn't mean it

But then again this was after Columbine

So I'd be suspended, but stay in the school

Be put in a room and be told to relax

I think in ISS, I had 4 Panic Attacks

In eighth grade I heard a teacher

Tell my peer "as a kid you have no rights"

I whispered something threatening

To an adult who was roughly just my size

When she told my parents,

I broke down and cried

Tried to run from my home, didn't make it far

The next day my dad woke me up early

And told me "get into the car"

And he yelled at me, said I drove mom to the edge of suicide

And that was the third time I was traumatized.

You don't know me

You don't know me

And there's nothing I could tell

To make you know me

Like you know you

And you know that just as well

But you're wanting honesty, in the things I say

So what kind of game do you wanna play

Cuz you don't know me

And trust me, that's okay

My second half-year in college

Was when I realized I had been abused

I failed like half of my classes

And honestly considered getting into booze

By the time it was over, I hated the man

But in my dreams it hadn't happened at all

But nowadays when I dream of him I hope that he falls

Maybe two or three years ago

I went on what really was my very first date

A little less than a year later

I had what I consider to be my very first real break

And I don't have to tell you

About anything more

I didn't have to tell you of it at all

And I can promise

Every break-up song

That I sing will just be lies for the haul

And if they're listening to this song

For reasons I can't comprehend in my hell

I wish you the best

I hope that you're doing well

But for everyone else

You don't know me

You don't know me

Half as well as you think that you do

No, you don't know me

You don't know me

It's played out, but that just means that it's true

You don't know my life, or my tricks or my game

You don't even know my legal name

No, you don't know me

You don't know me

No, you don't know me

You're better off that way