My uncle George had a Great Dane who chewed a paw off in Connecticut
And when I walk into a room I'm not afraid to feel feminine
I've never done heroin
I've never done much of that
And though I may appear likeable
I'm merely trying to remember I'm not on fire
Oh no, Mom, my collar bone again
My father took me mountain climbing
I've got a picture to show to you
My grandma lived in Florida and her front lawn hurt my bare feet
I've never done pretty much anything that didn't have productive quality
What a goddamn liar!
Even though you taught me to love my body
And even though I'll never be Italian
I won't forget, people who act ocnfident go far
I've got a brain in my head
It may not be your imagination
If you think I'm looking at you with contempt
I wish it could be different but occasionally I'm cruel
I get down
I can't help but think I've long buried a horrible childhood memory
And why do I keep on dreaming about the queen of 4th grade Cheryl Englehardt?
And what I like in aphrodisia I think I make up for in appetite
I'm a young John Wayne
Even though you fuck me on your birthday
Even though I'm an advocate of hygiene
I won't forget, people who act confident go far
I've got a brain in my head
Even though you make my bed like Mom did
Even though I really don't know how to be a friend
I won't forget, people who act confident go far
I've got a brain in my head
Writer(s): Chris Kennedy
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