to get the story you need, so you can bury me
You've got the people confused, you tell the stories you choose,
you try to get me to lose the man I really am
You keep on stalking me, invading my privacy,
won't you just let me be
'cause your cameras can't control the minds of those who know
that you'll even sell your soul just to get a story sold
I need my privacy, I need my privacy,
so paparazzi, get away from me
Some of you still wonder why one of my friends had to die
to get the message across that yet you haven't heard
My friend was chased and confused, like many others I knew
But on that cold winter night my bride was snatched away
Now she get no second chance, she ridiculed and harassed
Please tell me why
Now there's a lesson to learn, respect's not given, it's earned
Stop maliciously attackin' my integrity
Now there's a lesson to learn, stories are twisted and turned
Stop maliciously attackin' my integrity
-Michael Jackson, "Privacy"