Verse 1:
If you loved me like an ash tray,
And burnt me till the flame was out,
You coulda got it,
Stuck me to like hairspray,
And formed the words right in my mouth,
You coulda had this,
Pre-Chorus:
Everything I want,
Seems to be a million miles or more,
So I took what I could get,
When it showed up begging at my door,
Verse 2:
Give me admiration,
Say you really like my sound,
It’s subsonic,
Drink me like a potion,
Something I can write about,
It’s ironic,
Pre-C:
Everything I want,
Seems to be a million miles or more,
But I’m scared to pack my bags,
And I’m scared of what I’m longing for,
Someone to know me,
As I stand,
And someone to hold me,
As I am,
Chorus:
But I got this…
But I got this…
I’m supersonic…
Bridge:
Baby I’ll move to the city,
Make a name on the scene,
Maybe I’ll move to Nashville,
Or NYC,
And maybe somebody will love me,
Just because I’m me,
But even if there is nobody,
At least I’m free!
Chorus:
But I got this…
But I got this…
I was subsonic…
But I got this…
I’m supersonic…