Turn on my TV and see An image of you laughing back at me
On your way to buy a wristwatch for 80 grand You nearly trip over a homeless man
You have people following you with film like you are some queen
You are just an overrated, overpaid, ignorant bitch to me

Hey, I don't envy you I only see the things that you do not do
Media acts as if you do no wrong Another child eyes black and blue alone
You seem to forget where you came from What it was like to be just another someone
You seem to think that we must know everything that you do
I don't envy you I don't envy you

You sit in your high-riser looking down At the hardworking souls sweating on the ground
You seem to forget that they're the ones who put you there
In your three-piece suit with your slicked-back hair
You get off on killing others' dreams Want them to bow down as if you are a king
You are what America should have never become to me

Hey, I don't envy you I only see the things that you do not do
Media acts as if you do no wrong Another child eyes black and blue alone
You seem to forget where you came from What it was like to be just another someone
You seem to think that we must know everything that you do
I don't envy you

You sit in your high-riser looking down At the hardworking souls sweating on the ground
You seem to forget that they're the ones who put you there
In your three-piece suit with your slicked-back hair
You get off on killing others' dreams Want them to bow down as if you are a king
You are what America should have never become to me

I don't envy you I only see the things that you do not do
Media acts as if you do no wrong Another child eyes black and blue alone
You seem to forget where you came from What it was like to be just another someone
You seem to think that we must know everything that you do
I don't envy you

I pick up my guitar to play But not in the hopes of being like you someday
It is not fame that I seek But if I had your money
I would use it to clean up the streets in the holes
And no child would ever go hungry again People down on their luck
Would know they had a helping hand Kids would carry books instead of guns to school
Society would prosper and forget about the people like you
Yeah, forget about you