Mirror, Mirror on the wall; Have I got it? 'Cause Mirror you've always told me who I am. I’m finding. It’s not easy to be perfect. So sorry, you won’t define me Sorry, you don’t own me... Who are you to tell me that I’m less than what I should be? Who are you? Who are you? yeah... I don’t need to listen to the list of things. I should do. I won’t try, no...I won’t try ♪