Johnny wishes he was famous 
Spends his time alone  
in the basement 
With Lennon and Cobain 
A guitar and a stereo 
While he wishes he  
could escape this 
It all seems so contagious 
Not to be yourself and faceless 
In a song that has no soul 
 
I remember feeling low 
I remember losing hope 
I remember all the feelings 
And the day they stopped 
We are we are all innocent 
Tina?s losing faith in what she knows 
Hates her music  
hates all of her clothes 
Thinks of surgery 
And a new nose 
Every calorie is a war 
While she wishes she  
was a dancer 
And that she'd never  
heard of cancer 
She wishes God would give her 
some answers 
And make her feel beautiful 
 
 
[Thanks to  cheer4chipps@hotmail.com  for these lyrics]