Kesha — Letters to the Editor

[Verse 1: Kesha] 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 [Chorus: Lagan Sebert] 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 [Verse 2: Kesha] 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 [Chorus: Lagan Sebert] 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 [Refrain: Kesha] 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 [Chorus: Lagan Sebert] 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