Well I'm taking off my skin i'm tearing through the thick of it
Shedding like a snake I want to be this, next week
Yes I know smoking is bad for my health but the surgeon general doesn't follow me around anymore
I see the silly boys standing Around bullshiting
Talking tough and hitting on the pretty girls
I take my Marlboro cigarette
Slowly bring it to my lips
And walk right past them with a slight smirk
Leaving them guessing is my favorite perk
The call me unruly and the Marlboro queen
All these rules just not my scene
The little angel that you are picking up on
Spouts ditty words swears and gambles
My pack of reds and lipstick cherry red
A true original unlike the others
Won’t follow the crowd or take orders
I’m bored today think I’ll start a revolution
Or just go to church for absolution