Give Me Your Best Shot
Tell me all the things that you hate about me
So I can put them into my consideration-incubator
And shine even brighter.
Tell me all the things that make you mad
So I can finally know what you're really feeling
And exonerate you from grievance.
Tell me all the things that make you sad
So I can listen to your story, show you you're not alone,
And lend you my launching pad.
Just say I'm nothing, I dare you
And I'll create my own destiny.
I've got no ego to stroke, so, good.
Break me down. It's healthy.
If you're gonna call me names,
Make sure they're at least creative.
I've got no time for wasteful obscenities
And if you're gonna judge, well,
That says more about you than it does for me.