I'm the widow

On the tip-tippy-toppy of the highest high of low

And I'm the shadow

Of the first little flower on the brightest patch of snow.

Happiness can be hard to find

I'm so slap silly happy

Everybody wants to take mine.

Yeah, right

That sounds nice

Everything we ever wanted and more

Someday we'll get paid

More than it was worth to sell our souls

Yeah, yeah, right.

Yeah, I'm a rock star

I'm a queen resurrected, just as messed up as before

Twist the knife hard

Just makes it easier to tell you I don't need you anymore (oh)

Life's a game till you lose, then what?

I'm reaching a new level of not giving a fuck.

Yeah, right

That sounds nice

Everything we ever wanted and more

Someday we'll get paid

More than it was worth to sell our souls.

Tell me, how is the real world treating you?

Is that my fault too?

My one mistake was giving more and more and more

More and more and more.

Hey, yeah

Yeah, right

Baby, that sounds nice (that sounds nice)

Everything you ever wanted and more

Someday (I can't wait for that day)

We'll get paid (...)

More than it was worth to sell our souls, sell our souls.

Yeah, right

That sounds nice

More than it was worth to sell our souls.