Tongue Ring In Chic (I'm Not Bad, I'm Just Drawn That Way)
Didn't enjoy much living straight edge
It got boring fast, and I crave a challenge
Dyed black hair over half your face
Mysteries are riskier and make my heart race
If you want to get my number
Drop and be a goth nightclubber
What can I say, I've got a turn on for danger
I like my men a little stranger
I want a guy with a sleeve
Separate from his black band tee
Spiky hair, studded belt
Emotional boys make me melt
Oh, your checkered Vans, tongue ring
Water bottle, skull bling
There's surely nothing finer
Than a boy who's man enough for eyeliner
This is who I want today
I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way
Minor sins and safety pins are something more dramatic
Your're a breath of fresh air for a recovering asthmatic
It's a new me who picked you and you better thank her
Rather date a drug dealer than an investment banker
Got on my costume, feel like a poser
But the charade's worth it to get us closer
Is it just what we wear? I guess I'll never know
Either way, like I care, we're best without our clothes
I want a guy with a sleeve
Separate from his black band tee
Spiky hair, studded belt
Emotional boys make me melt
Oh, my checkered Vans, tongue ring
Water bottle, skull bling
No better way to get attention
Than to have a definition
This is who I am today
I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way
Cries for attention across the street
You scare away others, but I find it sweet
I'm a groupie for your faux rockstar
A master at your air guitar
Air guitar solo!
Oh, your Checkered vans, tongue ring
Water bottle, skull bling
There's surely nothing finer
Than a boy who's man enough for eyeliner
Dont' tell me it's just a phase
I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way
Saturday, February 24, 2007
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