Music: Kevin Murphy/Laurence O'Keefe
Think... long and hard
What would heather say?
What's her...
Her final statement to a cold, uncaring planet?
Uh, dear world, uh...
Believe it or not,
I knew about fear
I knew the way loneliness stung
I hid behind smiles, and crazy hot clothes
I learned to kiss boys with my tongue
That's good
But ohh the world,
It held me down
It weighed like a... concrete prom queen crown
No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings
No one gets her insecurity
I'm more than shoulder pads and makeup
No one sees the me inside of me
Jesus...
You're making me sound like Air Supply
Keep going
This has to be good enough to fool the cops
Oh oh ohh
Is it murder?
No look, suicide note!
They couldn't see past my rock star mystique
They wouldn't dare look in my eyes
But just underneath was a terrified girl
Who clings to her pillow crys
My looks were just like prison bars
They have left me a myriad of scars
Myriad? Nice!
No one thinks a pretty girl has substance
That's the curse of popularity
I'm more than just a source of handjobs
No one sees the me inside of me
Heather Chandler's not your everyday suicide
You should cancel classes
No way coach!
I send the kids home before lunch
And the switchboard will light up like a Christmas tree
Our children are dying
What this school needs is a good old-fashioned rap session
I suggest we get everybody into the cafeteria
And just talk and feel together
Thank you Ms Fleming
Call me when the shuttle lands
Go ahead, laugh at the hippie!
But I'm telling you we all misjudged Heather Chandler
My self included
Have you read this suicide note, really read it?
Box up my clothing for Goodwill
And give the poor my Nordic Track
Donate my car to crippled kids
Or to those ghetto moms on crack
Give them my hats and my CDs
My pumps my flats my 3 TVs
No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings
But I weep for all I failed to be
Maybe I can help the world by leaving
Maybe that's the me inside of me
Aw hell
Long weekend for everybody
Not so fast kids
They're refueling the buses which gives us a
Solid half hour of healing
I want you all to study the suicide note
So you can really feel Heather's anguish
Her world seems like a perfect place(Go on)
But friends and toys have no effects (Feel)
That's why she punch me on the face (Heal)
Cause she was desperate to connect
Veronica, something on your mind?
I'm sorry, it's just
this classroom discussion is stirring up emotions I haven't felt
Since Hands Across America
Myy god
Look what we've done we're breaking through!
Heather will be so proud of you
No one thinks so pretty girl can touch you
Heather touching me...
But she's made us better than we were
Heather's dead but she will live inside me
and I'll be the me inside of her...
Holy crap that's awesome!
Heather cried our sins fell on her shoulders
Jesus Christ!
Heather died so we could all be free
I'm bigger than John Lennon!!
Heather's gone but she will live forever
She's the dove that sings outside my window
She's the twin from whom I'm separated
She's the horse I never got for Christmas
Heather sees the me inside of me
Heather is the me inside of me
Inside of... me!