Ain't the pictures enough?
Why do you go through so much
To get the story you need
So you can bury me?
You've got the people confused
You tell the stories you choose
You try to get me to lose
The man I really am

You keep on stalking me
Invading my privacy
Won't you just let me be?
'Cause your cameras can't control
The minds of those who know
That you'll even sell your soul just to get a story sold

I need my privacy
I need my privacy
So paparazzi, get away from me
I need my privacy

Some of you still wonder why
One of my friends had to die
To get a message across
That yеt you still haven't heard
My friend was chasеd and confused
Like many others I knew
But on that cold winter night
My pride was snatched away
She get no second chance
She's just ridiculed and harassed
Please tell my why