Kept a curl
First cut of my hair
It's in a photo book
Proof I wasn't scared
Doesn't always make sense
Not in the least
Starting wars
It's a fight for peace
I was dreaming
Now I'm coming around
I was off my head
Now I'm coming down
Straight to the point
Why am I here?
Wild eyed in the bar
Telling me the stars
Of my birth year
Says I'm one part leader
Two parts shame
Half of what I could be and
All to blame
Beginners luck?
Or what's the story?
Did you make it up?
You don't know me!
I was dreaming
Now I'm coming around
I was off my head
Now I'm coming down
I'm a sentimental
I'm a mortal
I'm a slave
Now I've got your curls
In the picture frame
When it's your turn
Will you do the same
Now you're in until you're out
You decide what to change
