Don't need your pity, so why don't you save your sympathy?
I sold my soul for some cigarettes and a fake ID
I wanna drown in the glamour that is my tragedy
Isn't it oh so romantic being a manic dream?
Ditch the mirror, buy a gun
Lace your boots and put your lipstick on
Hell's for sale, heaven's gone
Live for sin, life's too short to run
I wanna dance with the bliss of being seventeen
I wanna burn all my money and forget everything
I'd rather die at the top than ever make it there
I'm letting go of the ropes, I hope the world is prepared
I wanna, I wanna for-forget everything
I love it, I love it, being a manic dream
I wanna, I wanna for-forget everything
I love it, I love it, being a manic dream
God gave me everything a girl like me could ever need
I touch myself and pretend that He's ashamed of me
They say the way I live my life won't get me anything
But I get off when you hate on me, I love the sting
Ditch the mirror, buy a gun
Lace your boots and put your lipstick on
Hell's for sale, heaven's gone
Live for sin, life's too short to run
I wanna dance with the bliss of being seventeen
I wanna burn all my money and forget everything
I'd rather die at the top than ever make it there
I'm letting go of the ropes, I hope the world is prepared
When I get outta here, I'll paint the town red as I leave
I wanna burn all my money and forget everything
I'd rather die at the top than ever make it there
I'm letting go of the ropes, I hope the world is prepared
I wanna, I wanna for-forget everything
I love it, I love it, being a manic dream
I wanna, I wanna for-forget everything
I love it, I love it, being a manic dream
I wanna dance with the bliss of being seventeen
I wanna burn all my money and forget everything
I'd rather die at the top than ever make it there
Than ever make it there
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