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Who the hell are you,
To tell me what to do?
You wear a dress,
And tell me not to wear brown shoes,
You think you're man enough,
To wash the make up off my face right now.

Well, don't you know,
The bigger that they are,
The harder that they fall.

And the boots on the other foot now,
Buckle up we're taking you down,
See the curtains falling,
So take your bow.

And who the hell is he,
To tell me who to be?
If he wants me dancing,
He can watch on MTV,
You try to shut me up,
I turn the volume up and drown you out.

Well, don't you know,
The bigger that they are,
The harder they fall.

Yeah, the boots on the other foot now,
Buckle up we're taking you down,
See the curtains falling,
So take your bow.

What's gonna define,
The rest of your life,
Start facing the truth,
You're stuck with a lie,
Sharp end of your knife is pointing at you,
Yah, don't put me down,
Just hanging around in gravity boots,
You're stuck in the past,
I'm running the future.

Yeah, the boots on the other foot now,
Buckle up we're taking you down.
And your mask is slipping,
So take your bow.

Yeah, you had your time in the sun,
Does it hurt when your kicking someone,
'Cause the boots on the other foot,
Boots on the other foot,
Boots on the other foot now,
Take your bow.

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