Aimee Allen - Miss America Lyrics
Everything gets oldEveryone is dullIt's always rainingEveryone is scared'Cause I got Joan Jett hairBut I'll keep changingNo one understandsWhy I'm the way I amSo why bring it on?I don't want to be your Miss AmericaI won't be your queen for just one dayWe just want to sing for your AmericaSay the things that you're afraid to sayYou think I've lost my mindI call it my good timeIt's while you're sleepingEveryone's force spinsSo just go back to bedYou're scared of dreamingEven if I suck when I'm a little drunkSo what? Just sing alongI don't want to be your Miss AmericaI won't be your queen for just one dayWe just want to sing for your AmericaSay the things that you're afraid to sayI spit crack in the moldAnd I resent growing oldSmoking up and drinkingDoesn't pay the rent, I'm toldI've been locked up, not lucked outBeen fired up, burned outBeen force fed this dickAnd bit the ***** in my mouthAnd I used to be catholicBut now I'm just guilty and filthyWith the all the lies that you filled meBut I'm the queen of keroseneThere is none higherGot so much *****ing fuelThat you can't stop my fireI don't want to be your Miss AmericaI won't be your queen for just one dayWe just want to sing for your AmericaSay the things that you're afraid to sayI don't want to be your Miss AmericaI won't be your queen for just one day***** the east coast/west coast hysteriaSay the things that you're afraid to say
