Peachy

They said I didn’t fit
So I stood alone
They said I was a bitch
So I turned to stone
They said I was a slut
So I owned my moans
They said I was a cunt
So I built a throne
PRE CHORUS
Gasoline
Now
All the boys say
That they want me
All the girls they
Want to be me
All my friends say
I’m a Bad B
Burn me all you want
I’m peachy
POST/INSTRUMENTAL
I said I am a rose
When they looked for thorns
I said let the wind blow
When they sent me storms
I said I won’t be thrown
When they pushed me more
I said I’m a warrior
When they wanted war
PRE
POST
CHORUS/BRIDGE BREAKDOWN