Not a Number - Mirei

Top floor

I hear him talking right behind the door

Think he’ll, he’ll hit me with

Bright lights, champagne and promises

Doing anything to feel like I’m his

No more

Asking my agent where I’ve been before

And what he wants is my number, my exes, the sizes I wear

To control me and own me, this just isn’t fair

High in towers on that power

When will I expose you, no where else to go to

Me too, I’m not the only one

Time’s up, 3, 2, 1

I’m not a number

I’m not a number

I’m not a one through ten, I’m not a more than friend

I have my voice and you listen

Start small

It may not seem like anything at all

He might ask are you twenty and single and living your life

Thirty with no children, why aren’t you a wife

Next time

Invite you over for a drink at night

After the party and you’re tired and tipsy and wanna go home

It’s holding you closer, won’t leave you alone

High in towers on that power

When will I expose you, no where else to go to

Me too, I’m not the only one

Time’s up, 3, 2, 1

I’m not a number

I’m not a number

I’m not a one through ten, I’m not a more than friend

I have my voice and you listen

I’m not a number

I’m not a number

I’m not a number

I’m not a number

High in towers on that power

When will I expose you, no where else to go to

Me too, I’m not the only one

Time’s up, 3, 2, 1

I’m not a number

I’m not a number

I’m not a one through ten, I’m not a more than friend

I have my voice and you listen