Every time I say something they find hard to hear, they chalk it up to my anger, and never to their own fear.
I'm the color me happy girl, Miss live and let live. And when they're out for blood, I always give.
Smile pretty and watch your back
We negotiate with chaos for some sense of satisfaction.
When everything else seems unclear, at least I'll know I do it for the joy it brings.
No one's gonna sympathize when we crash, they'll say you hit what you head for, you get what you ask.