I'M a Person Too

I'm a person two she said and flipped her hair and turned her head into someone I don't know this person two has got to go. Person three is debonair, he wears cool pomade in his hair, he doesn't work, just lives to play, he always knows just what to say, I think he lives behind the door, to Neverland, with person four. Person four is still a kid he tries to fix the wrong you did, he tells us all that we're ok, he doesn't go outside to play, he sits and draws and writes his songs, his body's weak, his heart is strong. Now we're all stuck inside of you, and you are not, a person too.