She's coming clean, always mean, what ever that means to her.
She makes a scene for everything. Maybe she feels better this way.
Not obscene, kept it in, never going to sin.

Yes, I'm talking about you.
Don't make this all about you.
Don't take what you hate.
I'm talking about you.

Let's begin, not that clean, what ever that means to her.
She's letting in, not obscene. She's just feeling better this way.
Don't judge her sins, you might have seen, letting itself in.

It's not about you. It's about you and me, both inside this world.
Cause with or without you, the we're all gonna spin you don't have control.
It’s not about you, it’s about how you’ll live locked inside this world.
Don't make this about you. It's not about you.