I′m getting eight hours of sleep at night

I've got good friends, and I′m doing just fine

And I'm not losing my peace of mindOver a stranger across some digital divide

You think you're safe screaming into outer space

But would you say it to my, say it to my, say it to my face?

Would you say it to my, say it to my face?

Dear Miss Anonymous, I hope that you′re reading this

Thanks for being honest, but that′s not a compliment

Dear Miss Anonymous, does it boost your confidence?

Does it clear your conscience? Yeah, it's pretty obvious

You get a high every time you try to cut me down a size

You get a high off every time you try to cut me down a size

There′s two nice ways I should reply

"No thanks," "goodbye"

But there's one thing that I′ll say to you

If you think this song's about you, it′s true

Dear Miss Anonymous, I hope that you're reading this

Thanks for being honest, but I'm not your therapist

Dear Miss Anonymous, don′t know what your problem is

But this doesn′t solve it; yeah, it's pretty obvious

You get a high every time you try to cut me down a size

You get a high off every time you try to cut me down a size

Hey, Miss Anonymous, you might think your words are harmless

But I really wonder if you′d say it to my, say it to my, say it to my face

Say it to my, say it to my (come on and say it to my face)

Dear Miss Anonymous, I hope that you're reading this

Thanks for being honest, but I′m not your therapist

Dear Miss Anonymous, don't know what your problem is

But this doesn′t solve it; yeah, it's pretty obvious

You get a high every time you try to cut me down a size

You get a high off every time you try to cut me down a size

Oh, Miss Anonymous

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah