| Lovers in the basement | |
| Sipping on a cola | |
| Their friend goes in to see them | |
| But they don't have to be afraid | |
| I go down the stairwell | |
| I stare at the stairwell | |
| I stare at the girl | |
| You just have to be who you are | |
| You just have to be who you are | |
| You just have to be who you are | |
| You just have to be who you are | |
| There's no room for liars | |
| There's no room for liars | |
| There's no need for fires | |
| So I won't have to go outside | |
| No one can believe | |
| No one can believe | |
| No one can believe | |
| I'm a voyeur | |
| There is no room for voyeurs | |
| There's only room for disaster | |
| There's only room for you and me | |
| You just have to be who you are | |
| You just have to be who you are | |
| You just have to be who you are | |
| You just have to be who you are | |
| Everyone knows | |
| My friend she's only sixteen | |
| She's only sixteen | |
| But she's either sold out or sewn up | |
| You just have to be who you are | |
| You just have to be who you are | |
| You just have to be who you are | |
| You just have to be who you are | |
| All my friends, my friends | |
| And what is important? | |
| And what is important? | |
| And nothing is important |