Carrie

That’s not my name

Doesn't anybody ever get it right? Carrie

Why don't they remember I am Carrie White?

Carrie

Is it any harder to say than that damn toad?

And spastic?

And weirdo?

And dumb bitch?

Doesn't anybody think that I can hear?

I hear

Specially when I got them screaming in my ear

I hear

Everyday they mock me and push me around

'Til I drop

If I had a wish God

I wish they'd stop

Sometimes their hatred is out of control

God, how they hurt me

Mama says: Suffering is good for the soul

But they hurt me

And if I could

I’d bring them all down to their knees

I’d make them sorry forever for teasing

Carrie

Carrie

Carrie

I will not cry

I’m okay

I've tried so hard to play their way

Why do they find it so hard to say?

Carrie

Why do they always treat me so bad?

They all know my name

It’s Carrie

I don't know why they all get so mad

It's always the same

What's going on deep in me?

All of these feelings, suddenly

If I am changing

Will I still be Carrie?

Or what if I am somebody new?

Imagine the things I might do

I might take a chance

I've always wondered how

And maybe I'll dance

And try hard to laugh more than I do now

And the world will open its eyes

And for once the world will recognise

Carrie

And finally I'd hear their words

Sounding so sweet

Thousand of voices forever repeating

Carrie

Carrie

Carrie

I am the sound of distant thunder

The colour of flame

I’m Carrie

I am a song of endless wonder

That no one will claim

But someday

Oh my, someday

Someone will know

My name?