Don't-- tell me what to do.

Don't-- make me talk to you.

Don't-- tell me how to act.

Don't-- show me what I lack.

Don't-- tell me what to eat.

Don't-- show me who to meet.

Don't-- tell me what to wear.

Don't-- give me that fucking stare.

'Cause I don't listen to a single word you say.

I'm going to live my life my own way.

Don't-- criticize me.

Don't-- tell me who to be.

Don't-- tell me what's good or bad.

Don't-- show me the next new fad.

Don't-- tell me what to say.

Don't-- insist on what I play.

Don't-- call me ever again.

Don't-- be my fucking friend.

Keep your feeble criticisms to yourself.

They're not working just as far as I can tell.

You keep on talking but it's just a waste of time.

Your worthless dialogue won't penetrate my mind.

So don't.