[Part 1: "I'm Freaking Out"]
My name is Billie and I'm freaking out
I thought therefore I was well I can't really figure it out
I sit alone with my thoughts and prayers
Scream out my memories as if I was never there
Standing at the edge of the world
It's giving me the chills
Looking down the edge of the world
Lost in a tango, it's freaking me out
Burning lights and blackouts
From the edge of the world
From the edge of the world
I'm like a punk rocker on labor day
How the hell did I work so hard to be born this way?
I've never learned to read or write so well (freaking out)
But I can play the guitar until it hurts like hell
Standing at the edge of the world
It's giving me the chills
Looking down the edge of the world
Lost in a tango, it's freaking me out
Burning lights and blackouts
From the edge of the world
From the edge of the world
[Part 2: "A Better Way To Die"]
If this is what you call the good life
I want a better way to die
If this is what you call the good life
I want a better way to die
Oh I
Don't want to think about tomorrow
Don't want to think about it, oh
It doesn't matter anyway
Oh I
I want to start a revolution
I want to hear it on my radio
I'll put it off another day
I want a new conspiracy
And the silence of a thousand cries
So hurry up
I want a better way to die
[Part 3: "Somewhere" (Reprise)]
I'm running late to somewhere now where I don't want to be
Where the future and promises ain't what it used to be
I never wanted to compromise or bargain with my soul
How did a life on the wild side ever get so full
Somewhere now
Somewhere now
Somewhere now
Somewhere
Oh I
Don't want to think about tomorrow
Don't want to think about it, oh
It doesn't matter anyway
Oh I
I want to start a revolution
I want to hear it on my radio
I'll put it off another day
(I ain't gonna stand in line no more)
Oh I
Don't want to think about tomorrow
Don't want to think about it, oh
It doesn't matter anyway
(I ain't gonna stand in line no more)
Oh I
I want to start a revolution
I want to hear it on my radio
I'll put it off another day