She likes her rock and roll and be broke and famous
With the broken and nameless to take all their time
She likes her rock and roll to be loud and honest
Proud and androgynous, not searching for context
She likes to rock and roll to teach her about herself
And hide her anger, not depleting your mental health
She rock and rolled her way out of Poughkeepsie
She left her family so she could be right next to me
Well do what you gotta do but I will tell the truth and I didn't ask you to
You might be something I cannot lose
We said nothing like we did at the start
We made some rock and gave up on art
I hope you're happy mom, I wrote a happy song
Now let's hope that the world holds their remarks
I wanna buy a house without feeling doubt
I wanna change the world but also change myself
I hope you're happy mom, I wrote a happy song
Here's your voice of end, that's why we sell out
Darling you got your first taste of fame, I hope it tastes as good as you thought
Cause once you play the game, nothing's the same
And that fame might be all that she got
Cause I'd rather live with a broken heart than a heart at all.
Left with questions and remarks that narrate the fall.
We'll paint a picture and cover it in grey and peel away an inch every time we feel our love stray.
So by the end we could look at the beautiful art that you and I made if we don't already fade
We said nothing like we did at the start
We made some rock and gave up on art
I hope you're happy mom, I wrote a happy song
Now let's hope that the world holds their remarks
I wanna buy a house without feeling doubt
I wanna change the world but also change myself
I hope you're happy mom, I wrote a happy song
Here's your voice of end, that's why we sell out
Yet it's someday you don't still love me
Just know that I will miss you if it's not too much to ask
Maybe someday you'll sit back and you'll find in time you miss me too
Cause I can get it wrong, sometimes I know I'm right
I don't wanna sing another sad song, just wanna celebrate life
We said nothing like we did at the start
We made some rock and gave up on art
I hope you're happy mom, I wrote a happy song
Now let's hope that the world holds their remarks
I hope you're happy mom, I wrote a happy song
Here's your voice of end, that's why we sell out