Wendy James - Don't Believe The Type lyrics

The truth about me, is that nothing ever written about me is true All those press head dims with their minds so slim How could they begin, to even begin When they have not the scope, to be more Than the joke that amuses us Desperate for a new sensation, another stunning revelation Another black and white creation, pulling into your station I don't believe you, when you say this is the right way I don't believe you No, no, don't believe the type No, no, don't believe the type No, no, don't believe the type No, no, don't believe the type The dumb little jerk, with his mind up my skirt Pen in his hand as he rolls in the dirt That he pretends to despise But never really understood why Then you say I can't wear dresses like that Clothes that I chose that don't fit your view Of how I should be, of how you see me I don't believe you, when you say this is the right way I don't believe you No, no, don't believe the type No, no, don't believe the type No, no, don't believe the type No, no, don't believe the type Honestly ain't a crime, it's just a state of mind Ain't words or rhyme, if ain't a crime, it's just a state of mind I don't believe you Don't believe the type Don't believe the type Don't believe the type Don't believe the type I don't believe you