Who cares, there’s too many people bothering menWho’s staring, you know that you’d better stop clobbering menI swear, if you open your mouth I’ll count to threennI’ve been crowned the American LosernI have cried from State to StatenNo one wants to listen to my sad, sad songnThey just sing alongnThey’re singing my songnnRun around naked, nobody’s gonna be hearing your prayernEven if you fake it, nobody’s gonna be willing to carenYou could travel the world and back but everybody has already been therennChorusnnWho cares, there’s too many stories out there, and that’s finenBut it’s not fairnHow come nobody wants to listen to mine?nI thought I could make a fuss for your eyesnI thought if I wore you a friendly disguisenYou’d never see through what I am in my mindnYou’d never know who I amnBut you seenIt’s not mennChorusnnThey’re stealing my song