Throw Down the Roses

I won’t take a hit in the moshpit
I dont ever sit
front row’s for losers
I won’t ever pay to watch your band play
I need hair spray
groupies for doers
I don’t wanna be a part of your song
I’m no hanger on the melody’s all wrong
I dont wanna be a fender guitar played by a rock star
don’t string me along
i dont need a wrist-band to tell me who i am no need to clap your hands
I don’t need a microphone to tell you i’m better off being on my own
and you hit the last note, and that is all she wrote
I don’t stick around
I wont wait around for the ending
I know the curtain closes
we already know there’s an end to the show i’m making
I’m throwing down the roses
I can’t ever be your girl VIP
Baby that ain’t me Im a crowd surfer
i don’t ever do rocker boys like you
I’m an artist too
I’m a show stopper
I don’t wanna be a part of your song
I’m no hanger on the melody’s all wrong
I dont wanna be a fender guitar played by a rock star
dont string me along
i dont need a wrist-band to tell me who i am no need to clap your hands
I don’t need a microphone to tell you i’m better off being on my own
and you hit the last note, and that is all she wrote
I don’t stick around
I wont wait around for the ending
I know the curtain closes
we already know there’s an end to the show i’m making
I’m throwing down the roses