I swing my hair in the car quite loudly
and Sing quite un forgivingly.
I parade my scars like tattoos,
do you want to touch them?
They feel quite strange!
Does it matter where I am from?
No I am not deranged!
I am just not ashamed.
Of course I want your attention
but i dont want your pity
I want your love,
and Thats what you can give me.
I'm to cool to hide my truths no matter how ugly
and if you try to tell me to pipe down
Well thats only going to bug me.