Meet me where the city turns to trees and nothing comes for free Lets see just how imposing you can be to me So far from road-marks or homecoming games Go on and drop your fucking names Try to shift the blame Watch me take a crowbar To your brand new car Without the things your daddy bought you You won't get very far Without your plastic friends And your odds and ends Would you still be a star? The idle rich cocooned away from earth You're cynical from birth Tell me what you think your pride is worth to me When all that you can do is call me gay I'm sorry I don't swing that way And even if I did I'd still say Do you think I'm scared to play your games? Battle is my middle name I hope that you're insuredTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
