[Verse 1] You don't wanna hear me, you wanna watch You want the leather and you want the gloss Skip the lyrics, skip the song Just stand there pretty till the camera's gone [Pre-chorus] Well I didn't pick up this microphone To be a poster on your bedroom wall I'm not a body for you to vote on I'm the one who's running this whole show [Chorus] I'm not a centerfold, not a magazine I'm not the angle that you wanna see You can look — but you don't get to own What's mine is mine, and it ain't for loan [Verse 2] They sell it young, they sell it sweet Dress it up and put it on repeat A girl's a girl till she's a thing Then nobody asks what she wants to sing [Pre-chorus] Well I didn't climb up on this stage To be the answer to your wandering eyes I write the music, I turn the page You don't get a vote on my disguise [Chorus] I'm not a centerfold, not a magazine I'm not the angle that you wanna see You can look — but you don't get to own What's mine is mine, and it ain't for loan I'm not a centerfold, not a magazine I'm not the angle that you wanna see You can look — but you don't get to own What's mine is mine, and it ain't for loan [Bridge — Razor sneering, half-spoken] Funny how the loudest girl in the room Still gets asked to smile and spin around Well here's a smile — now eat it — 'Cause I'm not going down, down, down [Final chorus — full volume] I'm not a centerfold! Not a magazine! I am LOUDER than the angle you wanna see! You can look — but you don't get to own — THIS IS MINE — and it ain't for loan!
