Rocking off the top of my head
You got everything you asked for
Waiting for your next confession
To knok me right to the ground
I could really use a place to go where no one looks or stares
Getting tired of always talking about the things you whant to say
I can’t hear myself with your hands on my ears but you don’t care
But you don’t care
I can be a tiger
I can be a fighter
I can be ecstatic
I can be erratic
I can be a rebel
But I’m never gonna be anyone but me
Three weeks and I can’t compound with the one that’s on your mind
You got all the talking down but I read between your lines
Don’t whant to be the part of my home town if my heart is in the way
I’ve got to trade it with my happiness to make sure I can stay
Now I can’t hear myself with your hands coveryng my ears
I can’t fake it, won’t you get me out of here
I can be a dreamer
I can be a kill joy
I can be a sweetheart
I can be a nightmare
I can be a rebel
But I’m never gonna be anyone but me
Three weeks and I can’t compound with the one that’s on your mind
You got all the talking done but I read between your lines
I can be a lover
I can be an angel
I can be a sad girl
I can be a mad girl
I can be a rebel
I can be a jester
I can be a fire
I can be a liar
I never wonna be anyone but me
Three weeks and I can’t compound with the one that’s on your mind
Got all the talking down but I read between your lines
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