I'm too good, I'm just great You can't touch me, not that way In your visions on your screen Pull your hair out over me, yeah
I am the greatest at what I do At least I can pretend that that is true I can say anything that I want to It would be cool to be in a coma Or move away to Oklahoma To be asleep with no disturbance
I don't have secrets, I'm so clean But that don't mean that you should trust me I'm your angel, I'm a peach But where you're looking you won't find me
I want to hurt myself, I want to leave 'Cause everybody wants to slaughter me And just can't focus enough to understand I am the greatest at what I do At least I can pretend until my life is through Oh, i'm going straight to hell anywayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.