Folk pop, Fast tempo, organic, uplifting, heartfelt, emotional, energetic, country, Western, Americana, singer songwriter, Female vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, bass, drums
Put your problems away I dont have any time to talk to you There are people that you could pay your money cries louder than you do It may be sad, but its just the state of things were in dont get mad, play it like a game maybe youll win I am sorry I always snap the smallest things can make me break I cant wait til I figure out whats really jacking up all my days and all I know, is its just the state of things were in its all for show, put your costume on, Ill count you in Throw away your gypsy tricks your heart is fake, your words are spit and I dont think you want to see what happens when I open it on you, you got some nerve, you got some spunk I think I know you well enoughs enough please tell me its a joke right, cause Im still laughing on the inside (chorus B) And I know you like I knew you when we were just little kids I know you like I knew you when we were rollerblading around the town, all up and down, back in CT Yea, I know you and you wouldnt have liked this Take a seat, come one come all come gather round and round and round the freaks are takin over and I cant tell the circus from the town and you I thought youd understand that we are done and I have had enoughs enough, please tell me its a joke right cause Im still laughing on the inside