Throw Down the Roses

I won't take a hit In the mosh pit I don't ever sit Front row's for losers I won't ever pay To watch your band play I need hairspray Groupies for doers I don't wanna be a Part of your song I'm no hanger on The melody's all wrong I don't wanna be a Fender guitar Played by a rock star Don't string me along I don't need a wrist band To tell me who i am No need to clap your hands I don't need a microphone To tell you i'm better off Being on my own And you hit the last note And that is all she wrote I won't stick around I won't wait around For the ending Another curtain closes We are already know There's an end to the show We're making I'm throwing down the roses I can't ever be Your girl vip Baby that ain't me I'm a crowd surfer I don't ever do Rocker boys like you I'm an artist too I'm a show stopper