The Stars Around Your Head
Hey there mister
Where are your manners?
Where is your gallantry?
Did you forget to remember
That I’m a lady underneath
The crash helmet I wear on my head?
Were you there through the blows
Through the smoke
Through the heat?
Were you there? Did you see me struggle to my feet?
Could you tell there were bruises?
Can you see the scars?
Or are you distracted by the stars around your head?
Hey there dickhead
What do you think I am?
Some kind of idiot?
Did you forget to remember
That I’m a smart kind of girl?
And I certainly won’t stand to be played with
You weren’t there through the blows
Through the smoke
Through the heat?
You didn’t see me struggle to my feet
Can you tell there were bruises?
Can you see the scars?
Or are you distracted by the nothing in your head?
And as for him
He was the love of my
In a sense he was as much of a fool
As I was when we fell
And we definitely fell
So how the hell d’you think I’m falling for you?
You weren’t there for the love
You don’t know what I’m capable of
I am stronger than you give me credit for
And yes there were bruises
But I bear my scars
Because one day they’ll propel me to the stars
