Freakshow
Give me back my stuff i want my secrets
And i want my skin without tattoos
Or i'm sending 'round policeman
You broke my heart in two
Oh i am not about to be
Wrecked by the things you did to me
Though it's not easy to forget
When i feel like a reject from a freakshow
Picking up the white trash from the sidewalk
Listening to the sad songs on the radio
I wanna go home
Give me back my car keys and my stereo
Give me back my tee shirt from the rolling stones
It's the one with the big red lips on that i used to wear in bed
Oh i am not about to be
Wrecked by the things you did to me
Though it's not easy to forget
When i feel like a reject from a freakshow
Picking up the white trash from the sidewalk
Wishing on the deathstars in the night sky
Turning on my tv watching drive-bys
Listening to the sad songs on the radio
It's a long way home
I feel like a reject from a freakshow
I'm kicking up the white trash from the sidewalk
I don't want the ocean in my seashell
I just want a boyfriend with a brain cell
And i feel like a reject from a freakshow
Picking up the white trash from the sidewalk
Wishing on the deathstars in the night sky
Watching too much tv eating french fries
I feel like a reject from a freakshow
And i wanna go home
All songs written and performed by Stretch Princess
Glitteros Publishing/Rocksexy Music/Darwee Music/Renfield Music (ASCAP)
All rights administered by Renfield Music
And i want my skin without tattoos
Or i'm sending 'round policeman
You broke my heart in two
Oh i am not about to be
Wrecked by the things you did to me
Though it's not easy to forget
When i feel like a reject from a freakshow
Picking up the white trash from the sidewalk
Listening to the sad songs on the radio
I wanna go home
Give me back my car keys and my stereo
Give me back my tee shirt from the rolling stones
It's the one with the big red lips on that i used to wear in bed
Oh i am not about to be
Wrecked by the things you did to me
Though it's not easy to forget
When i feel like a reject from a freakshow
Picking up the white trash from the sidewalk
Wishing on the deathstars in the night sky
Turning on my tv watching drive-bys
Listening to the sad songs on the radio
It's a long way home
I feel like a reject from a freakshow
I'm kicking up the white trash from the sidewalk
I don't want the ocean in my seashell
I just want a boyfriend with a brain cell
And i feel like a reject from a freakshow
Picking up the white trash from the sidewalk
Wishing on the deathstars in the night sky
Watching too much tv eating french fries
I feel like a reject from a freakshow
And i wanna go home
All songs written and performed by Stretch Princess
Glitteros Publishing/Rocksexy Music/Darwee Music/Renfield Music (ASCAP)
All rights administered by Renfield Music
Credits
Writer(s): Tatyana Bugayev, Thomas Mcgarrigle, Martin Walsh
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