Temporary Tattoos
When I told you that I'd be a star, how could I know that you'd be on board?
Your suggestions all caught me off guard, cuz I'm so used to being ignored
Ink won't look good on my body, I've got no interest in tats
I've got a job interview in the morning, I'm not gonna jeopardize that
Too sensible to succeed
Too practical to give you what you need
Baby anyone can see that you're a lot and I'm a little
But there's gotta be a way that you can meet me in the middle
So you can cover my face in temporary tattoos, oh yeah
You can spray paint my hair, write your name on my shoes, I swear
Make me into whatever you choose
As long as it's something I can undo
When you say you hear pain in my voice, I appreciate it and say "thanks"
But my family was loving and kind, I had to manufacture my angst
I've got no drug habits to speak of, no deaths to mine for some pain
A divorce would've been so convenient, I could've been the next Cobain
Maybe I just don't have the gall
Too hesitant to go risk it all
Don't remind me of the time I said I wanted to be God
I'm a genuine phony, I'm an authentic fraud
So you can cover my face in temporary tattoos, oh yeah
You can spray paint my hair, write your name on my shoes, I swear
Make sure it's nothing that can't be washed off
Cuz tomorrow we gotta find jobs and grow up but
For tonight let's pretend we've got nothing to lose
I never knew how frightening it would be
To have somebody else see potential in me
And I just wish that I could agree
I'm committed to changing the world, and I hope my resolve's here to stay
But if someday I have to give up, can you promise you'll still feel this way?
But baby let's save that for another day, for now
You can cover my face in temporary tattoos, oh yeah
You can spray paint my hair, write your name on my shoes
Make sure it's nothing that can't be washed off
Cuz tomorrow we gotta find jobs and grow up but
For tonight let's pretend we've got nothing to lose
Make me into whatever you choose
And I won't refuse
Your suggestions all caught me off guard, cuz I'm so used to being ignored
Ink won't look good on my body, I've got no interest in tats
I've got a job interview in the morning, I'm not gonna jeopardize that
Too sensible to succeed
Too practical to give you what you need
Baby anyone can see that you're a lot and I'm a little
But there's gotta be a way that you can meet me in the middle
So you can cover my face in temporary tattoos, oh yeah
You can spray paint my hair, write your name on my shoes, I swear
Make me into whatever you choose
As long as it's something I can undo
When you say you hear pain in my voice, I appreciate it and say "thanks"
But my family was loving and kind, I had to manufacture my angst
I've got no drug habits to speak of, no deaths to mine for some pain
A divorce would've been so convenient, I could've been the next Cobain
Maybe I just don't have the gall
Too hesitant to go risk it all
Don't remind me of the time I said I wanted to be God
I'm a genuine phony, I'm an authentic fraud
So you can cover my face in temporary tattoos, oh yeah
You can spray paint my hair, write your name on my shoes, I swear
Make sure it's nothing that can't be washed off
Cuz tomorrow we gotta find jobs and grow up but
For tonight let's pretend we've got nothing to lose
I never knew how frightening it would be
To have somebody else see potential in me
And I just wish that I could agree
I'm committed to changing the world, and I hope my resolve's here to stay
But if someday I have to give up, can you promise you'll still feel this way?
But baby let's save that for another day, for now
You can cover my face in temporary tattoos, oh yeah
You can spray paint my hair, write your name on my shoes
Make sure it's nothing that can't be washed off
Cuz tomorrow we gotta find jobs and grow up but
For tonight let's pretend we've got nothing to lose
Make me into whatever you choose
And I won't refuse
Credits
Writer(s): Theodore Grey Drummond
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Theme For The Great Failed Romances of the Twentieth Century
- Good Company (Live at Scholes Studios)
- There's Nothing That I Love (But You Come Close) [Live]
- Sitcom Ending (Live) - Single
- Everything Will Change When We Have Money (Live)
- The Great Failed Romances of the Twentieth Century
- TV Mom (Barry & Florence)
- There’s Nothing That I Love (But You Come Close) (Sid & Nancy)
- Rock N Roll McDonalds
- Sad Eyebrows
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