Sometimes it happens, That you'll have to kiss far too many frogs Before you find a prince
By Blue October
It's all about steam, it's all about dreams It's all about making the best out of everything You'll know when you're fine, 'cos you'll talk like a mime You'll fall on your face, you get back up and you're doing fine
"A considerate clown, a preachy preachy machine" Is one of the sweetest things you would say about me But I don't have the time for your distorted esteem Why are you toying with my mind?
I don't wanna hear you say it Now you're messin' with my pride
Look, you think you're smarter than me Well, everyone knows, you will never be smarter than me That's how it goes
I gained forty pounds because of you Was there an "S" on my chest Well, I confess, you were too much stress I'd have a heart attack at best So now I breathe it out, I breathe it out I spit it on the crowd cause they lift me up, They lift me up, they lift me up, when I'm feeling down What am I spitting out? spitting out, something we never talk about It's called my... mind
I don't wanna hear you say it Now you're messing with my pride
I'm sick of standing in your line So now you'll have to take it Take this to heart I will never let you f*** me over Stop talking down to me your war is old, your game is over So here's my coldest shoulder
I don't wanna hear you say it Now you're messing with my pride
Something we don't talk about Something we never talk about