| I live my life like a masochist
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| Hearing my father say :"Told you so, told you so"
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| "Why can't you be like the other girls?"
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| I said :"Oh no, that's not me"
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| And I don't think that it'll ever me
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| Thought I'd belong to a different tribe
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| Walking alone, never satisfied, satisfied
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| Tried to fit in, but it wasn't me
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| I said, oh no, I don't want it more
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| That's not what I'm looking for
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| So I took the road-less travelled by
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| And I barely made it out alive
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| Through the darkness somehow I survived
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| Tough love, I knew it from the start
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| Deep down in the depth of my rebel heart
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| I’ve spent some time as a narcissist
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| Hearing the others say :"Look at you, look at you!"
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| Trying to be so provocative I said :"Oh yeah, that was me!"
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| All of the things I did, just to be seen
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| Outgrown my past and I've shed my skin
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| Letting it go and I'll start again, start again
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| Never look back, it's a waste of time
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| I said :"Oh yeah, this is me!"
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| And I'm right here where I wanna be
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| I said :"Hell yeah! This is me!"
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| Right where I'm supposed to be
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| So I took the road-less travelled by
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| And I barely made it out alive
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| Through the darkness somehow I survived
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| Tough love, I knew it from the start
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| Deep down in my rebel heart
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| So I took the road-less travelled by
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| And I barely made it out alive
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| Through the darkness somehow I survived
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| Tough love, I knew it from the start
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| Deep down in the depth of my rebel heart
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| Of my rebel heart
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| In my rebel heart |