Fuck what they're saying

They say you should work harder,
They say you're late again,
They say you've lost your ardor
And that you are to blame.

But what say you, my dear,
When all your lights are out?
How do you tame your fear?
How do you soothe your doubt?

They say you've hurt their feelings,
They say it's not enough,
They say you've pierced their ceilings
And that you're not so tough

But what say you my sweetheart
When all your love is drained?
How do you grieve your lost art?
How do you bleach what's stained?

No matter what they're saying,
Their words belong to them.
Beware of what you're slaying
As yourself you condemn.