Lovers in the basement   Sipping on a cola   Their friend goes in to see them   But they don't have to be afraid      I go down the stairwell   I stare at the stairwell   I stare at the girl      You just have to be who you are   You just have to be who you are   You just have to be who you are   You just have to be who you are      There's no room for liars   There's no room for liars   There's no need for fires   So I won't have to go outside      No one can believe   No one can believe   No one can believe I'm a voyeur      There is no room for voyeurs   There's only room for disaster   There's only room for you and me      You just have to be who you are   You just have to be who you are   You just have to be who you are   You just have to be who you are      Everyone knows   My friend she's only sixteen   She's only sixteen   But she's either sold out or sewn up      You just have to be who you are   You just have to be who you are   You just have to be who you are   You just have to be who you are      All my friends, my friends   And what is important?   And what is important?   And nothing is important