I Walk Like I'm On

Lying In Bed, You Know, You Don't Seem So Tall.

I Am Getting Nowhere With You And I Can't Let You Go And I Cant Get Through.

I Do It For The Joy It Brings Because I'm A Joyful Girl Because The World Owes Me Nothing And We Owe Each Other The World

Men Make Angry Music And It's Called Rock-and-roll; Women Include Anger In Their Vocabulary And Suddenly They're Angry And Militant.

Mostly, I Stay Out Of Social Media Conversations. But Sometimes, They Hunt Me Down And Shoot At Me Anyway!