talking about yourself like everyone should hear
when there’s something you don’t like all you show is fear
your way of controlling is stuck in 1984
why are you staring no need for it anymore
does the way i talk offend you or does it turn you on
the power you took from me has been growing all along
i tower over you it’s not just my big boots
move over please i deserve this too
big brother big brother have you been here before
don’t act like you know it you only know the score
hopelessly devoted you are to me
it’s so sad spending all my time on my knees
please tell me something i haven’t heard before
maybe it’s my talking making you uncomfortable
or is it just my lady eyes that mean that i can’t see
why you’re always looking down on me
