When I was young I wanted to be a punk rocka

But everybody said no

And I was sure that if I ever had a shocka

The same old folks would say go

It wasn't for lack of passion, a singular fashion

That led me to go

But then I'll always be your twisted little sista

And all the rest can go blow

Yeah, I'm falling, I'll hit the floor running

Keep calling, I feel my heart drumming

I'm falling, I'll hit the floor running

Cos this time this time I'm doin ok

I need some va va voom

To get me out of this room

It's gotten small for me

I'm burning bright as hell

So honey wish me well

Cos now I'm running free

When I was young I wanted to be a punk rocka

But everybody said no

And I was sure that if I ever had a shocka

The same old folks would say go

It wasn't for lack of passion, a singular fashion

That led me to go

But then I'll always be your twisted little sista

And all the rest can go blow

I'm falling, i'll hit the floor running

Keep calling, i feel my heart drumming

I'm falling, i'll hit the floor running

Cos this time this time i'm doin ok

I need some va va voom

To get me out of this room

It's gotten small for me

I'm burning bright as hell

So honey wish me well

Cos now I'm running free