Pariah | Muse

How you make me feel doesn’t really matter

It’s how I make myself feel that counts

You can’t knock me off balance if we’re not out on the same limb 

I’m in my own lane 

So if you treat me right, that’s just a plus

I’m steady over here, so you won’t shake my tree 

This ain’t about you, it’s about me 

So if I let you swing off my branch, it’s a privilege not a plea 

You’ll never catch me begging for proper treatment 

I can gift myself

I’ll never plead for mercy when I can just remove my wealth 

If you break the bank without me, that’s on you and your lack of stealth 

I’m closed off like Chase on a Sunday 

Ain’t no sense in waiting for Monday when you could hit the currency exchange up the street 

Ain’t no sense in waiting for me 

I’m in my own lane