Staten Island Dream Tour

She always claimed to be a bad-ass girl

She said, "Nobody can touch me, nobody gotta hit my world"

So I just stood aside and watched her fall to her knees

Until the day she stopped sayin', "Fuck you"

And started sayin', "Please," and

I just wanna live in this world free, and

I just wanna be praised for bein' me, and

I'm so tired of followin' your standards of what to do

Who cares if I just met you?

I know that I'm in love with you, so

Lay back and take a toke

And laugh hard at my joke

It's okay if you choke

Better luck next time

Now she's flippin' through this world

Like it's and endless fashion magazine

She died for her passion, she can't find an in between

And he always says he loves her, she doesn't really care

'Cause the one she really loves would never dare

She takes a stroll through this park and thinks of impossibilities

She thinks how easy life would be

If she could live with the rocks and the trees

She kills herself over the things she doesn't know

Like all the paths she could be takin' and destroyin' her ego, and

I just wanna live in this world free, and

I just wanna be praised for bein' me, and

I'm so tired of followin' your standards of what to do

Who cares if I just met you?

I know that I'm in love with you, so

Lay back and take a toke

And laugh hard at my joke

It's okay if you choke

Better luck next time

So lay back and take a toke

And laugh hard at my joke

It's okay if you choke

Better luck next time