Kesha - Letters to the Editor lyrics

You, you can't do that to me
You-ou-ou, your bloody policy
You've got the paper but we've got the pen
Looks like your formula won't work in the end

Add it up, spit it out
Tell me what I care about
Subtract the difference til' it's
All the same
Apathy's a suspect and I am to blame

You, you can't turn me
Into something that I don't wanna be
My God, it's like a thriller
My dream's about to conquer
My love is like a power
I want them to devour me

Add it up, spit it out
Tell me what I care about
Subtract the difference til' it's
All the same
Apathy's a suspect and I am to blame

You, you can't turn me
Into something that I don't wanna be
My God, it's like a thriller
My dream's about to conquer
My love is like a power
I want them to devour me

Add it up, spit it out
Tell me what I care about
Subtract the difference til' it's
All the same
Apathy's a suspect and I am to blame