di Clark
ST. VINCENT
I’ve had good times
With some bad guys
I’ve told whole lies
With a half smile
Held your bare bones
With my clothes on
I’ve thrown rocks
Then hid both my armsI don’t know what good it serves
Pouring my purse in the dirtBut I-I-I-I-I don’t wanna be your cheerleader no more
I-I-I-I-I don’t wanna be your cheerleader no moreI’ve played dumb
When I knew better
Tried too hard
Just to be clever
I know honest thieves
I call family
I’ve seen America
With no clothes onBut I-I-I-I-I don’t wanna be a cheerleader no more
I-I-I-I-I don’t wanna be a cheerleader no moreI don’t know what I deserve
But for you I could work’Cause I don’t wanna be a cheerleader no more
I don’t wanna be a cheerleader no more