The Train
You can tell 'em you're just like the other girls
Over and over again
You can put all that makeup on
But you know that your heart can't play pretend
It's funny how the funny fades, when it seems you've got it made
Everyone begins to care about you
Four steps behind, three years ahead
Two can play at this game
But I'll be nice instead
Out of step is my rhythm
But I love with the best of 'em
I'm not a party girl, I stand by crowds
But I never stand with 'em
Used to being the book they put right back on the shelf
Because I'm not the same
But I, I refuse to get on the train
Head down, hustle quietly
And still they'll figure out some way to hate you
Silence is deafening
You just don't hear the music the way they do
You say I'm the crazy one, I say crazy's kinda fun
Hurt people hurt people, so you're broken
Four steps behind, three years ahead
Two can play at this game
But I'll be nice instead
Out of step is my rhythm
But I love with the best of 'em
I'm not a party girl, I stand by crowds
But I never stand with 'em
Used to being the book they put right back on the shelf
Because I'm not the same
But I, I refuse to get on the train
Is it me or does the train go around in circles
Picking up the people and the baggage and the heartache
That comes with fitting in?
Out of step is my rhythm
But I love with the best of 'em
I'm not a party girl, I stand by crowds
But I never stand with 'em
Used to being the book they put right back on the shelf
Because I'm not the same
But I, I refuse to get on the train
Over and over again
You can put all that makeup on
But you know that your heart can't play pretend
It's funny how the funny fades, when it seems you've got it made
Everyone begins to care about you
Four steps behind, three years ahead
Two can play at this game
But I'll be nice instead
Out of step is my rhythm
But I love with the best of 'em
I'm not a party girl, I stand by crowds
But I never stand with 'em
Used to being the book they put right back on the shelf
Because I'm not the same
But I, I refuse to get on the train
Head down, hustle quietly
And still they'll figure out some way to hate you
Silence is deafening
You just don't hear the music the way they do
You say I'm the crazy one, I say crazy's kinda fun
Hurt people hurt people, so you're broken
Four steps behind, three years ahead
Two can play at this game
But I'll be nice instead
Out of step is my rhythm
But I love with the best of 'em
I'm not a party girl, I stand by crowds
But I never stand with 'em
Used to being the book they put right back on the shelf
Because I'm not the same
But I, I refuse to get on the train
Is it me or does the train go around in circles
Picking up the people and the baggage and the heartache
That comes with fitting in?
Out of step is my rhythm
But I love with the best of 'em
I'm not a party girl, I stand by crowds
But I never stand with 'em
Used to being the book they put right back on the shelf
Because I'm not the same
But I, I refuse to get on the train
Credits
Writer(s): Olivia Sanabia
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