Cheerleader - St. Vincent

I’ve had good times with some bad guys

I’ve told whole lies with a half smile

Held your bare bones with my clothes on

I’ve thrown rocks, then hid both my arms

I don’t know what good it serves

Pouring my purse in the dirt

But I-I-I-I-I don’t wanna be your cheerleader no more

I-I-I-I-I don’t wanna be your cheerleader no more

I’ve played dumb when I knew better

Tried too hard just to be clever

I know honest thieves I call family

I’ve seen America with no clothes on

But I-I-I-I-I don’t wanna be a cheerleader no more

I-I-I-I-I don’t wanna be a cheerleader no more

I don’t know what I deserve

But, for you, I could work

'Cause I don’t wanna be a cheerleader no more

I don’t wanna be a cheerleader no more

I don’t wanna be a cheerleader no more

I don’t wanna be a bird eater no more

I don’t wanna be a dirt eater no more

I don’t wanna be a cheerleader no more