Some Kind Of Cowgirl

Hate the words inside my head

Spat them out into a cup

Lock me up, just lock me up

Faces change and naturally

Yours is melting off your bones

It is falling to the floor

I think bad things

I host bad thoughts

I'm only kind of sorry

But if you took me to the zoo

I’d be some kind of cowgirl

Some kind of cowgirl

I am crawling underground

Wish that you could meet me there

Sick and foaming at the mouth

Sometimes I disgust myself

But man, you look so much like me

You look like everybody else

I'm sorry for my jokes about dying

I said that I'm not afraid, but I’m lying

And now I feel lonelier than I did before

Do you want to hack me up?

Sometimes I so wish you would

I am not scared of your blade

I will bite down on your hand

And you can lead me around town

You are not scared of my teeth