Don’t be cruel
Don’t you be cruel
You might be forgiven or looked upon as a stranger
When you hurt someone with your capable cruelty
I don’t want to know
How far your weeds have grown
Don’t be cruel
Don’t you be cruel
As you look through a lens that reflects and depends
On how you see yourself
The person you find within the glass
Resembles someone else
I don’t want to know
How far your weeds have grown
Don’t be cruel
Don’t you be cruel