Wanna Be A Catastrophe 歌词

You wanna be a catastrophe You wanna see things that nobody wants to see Daddies little public enemy We know the score… You wanna scare us with the things you wear Show everybody that you just don't care You're real wild with those colors in your I bet ya… Go in your room and turn all the lights out Feel ashamed and cry your eyes out Read every page of your Bukowski Poppin' pills like they're fuckin' candy Now you're with that new guy Expensive slacks and fancy ties Turn the corner and don't look back Keep pulling your bullshit life from the discount rack Now tell us how you're all fucked up The enemy must be down on her luck But now who really gives a fuck She's gonna… Tell everybody how she's so much better Let us know how she pulled it all together Never letting those hands back in her sweater again… Again… You wanna be a catastrophe You wanna see things that nobody wants to see Daddies little public enemy You fucking CUNT