
[Intro] [Clean acoustic studio mix, crisp melodic acoustic guitar fingerpicking, deep warm bass line, subtle real hand shaker building a gentle pulse] [Verse 1] [Low, brooding, passionate vocal delivery, intimate acoustic guitar chords anchoring the steady rhythm] Donāt come too close, I may be contagious, My strange behavior, Might bring you down, Itās better if you keep your distance, My mom used to say, Youāre so weird, youāll never be normal, But she hid in her room with deep depression, So maybe donāt take her advice as a lesson, Iāll give her this though, [Pre-Chorus] [Acoustic strumming becomes soft and sparse, raw unrefined isolated vocal whisper building into an intense breathy grit] Iām a strange, Iām a, Iām a, strange, Iām a Iām a Straaaange kinda girl [Chorus] [Dynamic lift, rich layered acoustic guitars, deep melodic bass groove, powerful soaring belted vocals with upfront presence and natural grit] This is who I am. I joke at my own expense, itās okay if you do too, thereās nothing you can say that I havenāt heard before. [Verse 2] [Acoustic rhythm section kicks back in with a steady pulse, organic hand percussion, expressive half-sung delivery] When I was younger, I thought my life was sad I was dirt poor nā homeless nā livinā kinda bad Life donāt follow the step of your dance, So ya gotta learn to give life a little chance [Pre-Chorus] [Guitars drop to a quiet pulsating bass line, vocal emotional intensity increases on the repetitions] Iām a sad, Iām a, Iām a, sad, Iām a, Iām a, Saaaad kind of girl. [Chorus] [Full acoustic rock band production lifts back in, soaring wide vocal range, vocals completely clear and upfront over the instruments] This is who I am. I laugh at my own expense, and itās okay if you do too, thereās nothing you can do that I havenāt been through before. [Bridge] [Tempo slows slightly, intense acoustic strumming grows urgent, vocals transition into a desperate visceral belt full of raw passion] Iāve cried. Iāve screamed. Iāve bled. But Iām still standing! [Final Chorus] [Climactic emotional peak, sweeping acoustic guitars, prominent upfront vocals driving the melody at the highest register] This is who I am, I can sacrifice myself, itās not okay for you to, thatās MY choice, Not anyone elseās, Not anymore! [Outro] [Instruments fade down to a single acoustic guitar line, vocals become a fierce defiant rhythmic chant] Iām no doormat Iām no, Iām no, Iām no doormat Iām no, Iām no, Weāre no doormat anyMORE!! Mmmmm mmmm mmm

