her own. Everyone (everyone else's girl) else's girl, maybe one day (oh one day), She'll be her own (oh, she'll be her own). (BACKGROUND TORI: Everyone
Phantom. And I'll go wearing my naughties like a jewel. They'll be my ticket to the universal opera. There's Judy Garland taking Buddha by the hand. And then these seven little
: Every finger in the room is pointing at me. I wanna spit in their faces, then I get afraid of what that could bring. I got a bowling ball in my stomach
: Look I'm standing naked before you; don't you want more than my sex? I can scream as loud as your last one, but I can't claim innocence. Oh, God, could
: China all the way to New York. I can feel the distance getting close. You're right next to me, but, I need an airplane. I can feel the distance as
the way we fight, the way I'm left here silent... Ooh... these little earthquakes, here... we go again. Ooh... who... these little earthquakes, Doesn'
: Yay la la lay lay lay lay, yay la la la lay... All the world just stopped now. So you say you don't wanna stay together anymore. Let me take a deep
: Go, go, go, go now, out of the nest it's time. Go, go, go now, circus girl without a safety net. Here, here now, don't cry. You raised your hand for
: Snow can wait, I forgot my mittens. Wipe my nose, get my new boots on. I get a little warm in my heart when I think of winter. I put my hand in my
: 5 a.m., Friday morning, Thursday night far from sleep. I'm still up an drivin' can't go home obviously. So I'll just change direction 'cause they'll
China all the way to New York. I can feel the distance getting close. You're right next to me, but, I need an airplane. I can feel the distance as you
Every finger in the room is pointing at me. I wanna spit in their faces, then I get afraid of what that could bring. I got a bowling ball in my stomach
Look I'm standing naked before you; don't you want more than my sex? I can scream as loud as your last one, but I can't claim innocence. Oh, God, could
, the way we fight, the way I'm left here silent... Ooh... these little earthquakes, here... we go again. Ooh... who... these little earthquakes, Doesn
Go, go, go, go now, out of the nest it's time. Go, go, go now, circus girl without a safety net. Here, here now, don't cry. You raised your hand for
5 a.m., Friday morning, Thursday night far from sleep. I'm still up an drivin' can't go home obviously. So I'll just change direction 'cause they'll
be her own. Everyone (everyone else's girl) else's girl, maybe one day (oh one day), She'll be her own (oh, she'll be her own). (BACKGROUND TORI: Everyone
