Don’t be cruel
Don’t you be cruel

You might be forgiven or looked upon as a stranger
When you hurt someone with your capable cruelty

I don’t want to know
How far your weeds have grown

Don’t be cruel
Don’t you be cruel

As you look through a lens that reflects and depends
On how you see yourself
The person you find within the glass
Resembles someone else

I don’t want to know
How far your weeds have grown

Don’t be cruel
Don’t you be cruel