The Me Inside of Me

Think, long and hard
 Conjure her up in your mind
 What would she say?
 Wh-What's her final statement
 To a cold, uncaring planet?
 "Dear world
 Believe it or not, I knew about fear
 I knew the way loneliness stung
 I hid behind smiles and crazy hot clothes
 I learned to kiss boys with my tongue"
 That's good
 "But oh, the world, it held me down
 Uh, it weighed like a concrete prom queen crown"
 No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings
 No one gets her insecurity
 I am more than shoulder pads and makeup
 No one sees the me inside of me
 Jesus, you're making me sound like Air Supply!
 Keep going
 This has to be good enough to fool the cops
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 Whoa-oh-oh, is it murder?
 No, look, here's a suicide note
 They couldn't see past my rockstar mystique
 They wouldn't dare look in my eyes
 But just underneath was a terrified girl
 Who clings to her pillow and cries
 My looks were just like prison bars
 They've left me a myriad of scars
 Myriad, nice!
 No one thinks a pretty girl has substance
 That's the curse of popularity (popularity)
 I am more than just a source of handjobs
 No one sees the me inside of me
 Heather Chandler's not your everyday suicide
 You should cancel classes
 No way, coach, I send the kids home before lunch
 And the switchboard will light up like a Christmas tree
 Our children are dying!
 I suggest we get everyone into the cafeteria
 And just talk and feel together
 Thank you, Ms. Fleming
 Call me when the shuttle lands
 I'm telling you, we all misjudged Heather Chandler
 This is the loveliest suicide note I've ever read
 Box up my clothing for Goodwill
 And give the poor my NordicTrack
 Donate my car to crippled kids
 Or to those ghetto moms on crack
 Give them my hats and my CDs
 My pumps, my flats, my three TVs
 No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings
 But I weep for all I failed to be (I failed to be)
 Maybe I can help the world by leaving
 Maybe that's the me inside of me
 Aw, hell! Long weekend for everybody!
 Ah, not so fast, kids! They're refueling the buses
 Which gives us a solid half hour of healing
 Now, I have mimeographed copies of the suicide note
 So, you can feel Heather's anguish
 I never knew about her pain
 (Go on!) Her life had hit a rocky patch
 (Feel!) Deep down, she wasn't cruel or vain
 (Heal!) She didn't mean to be a snatch!
 Veronica, you're very quiet
 What's on your mind?
 Uh, maybe Heather realized that in order to be happy
 She had to give up her power
 And that the only way to do that was death
 My god
 Look what we've done, we're breaking through
 Heather would be so proud of you
 (And you, and you, and you, and you!)
 No one thinks a pretty girl can touch you
 Heather touching me
 But she's made us better than we were (ooh-ooh-ah-ah)
 Heather's dead, but she will live inside me
 And I'll be the me inside of her
 Holy crap, this is awesome!
 Heather cried, our sins fell on her shoulders!
 Jesus Christ!
 Heather died, so we could all be free!
 I'm bigger than John Lennon!
 Heather's gone, but she will live forever!
 She's the dove that sings outside my window
 She's the twin from whom I'm separated
 She's the horse I never got for Christmas
 Heather sees the me inside of me
 Heather is, the me inside of me
 Inside of
 Me!