Tangerine

2011 on a subway I was 11 with a weapon In the pocket of my dress If someone tried to mess This birdie would go off And I'd be calling up the feds Volume up to kill the time Gothem city and I had to make it mine Stepping over cracks, overly outspoken Never really broken just some bottled up emotions Oh What do I know Not too much at all Just a little bit Oh But man there's one thing that I do The universe is mean Missing screws in a big machine But I go go go go go Til I burn holes in my feet Cause there's no taste bad enough You can't rinse out with listerine And I know know know know know know know It's all tangerine If life was a person it'd be 10 ft tall That's just me complaining guess I've always been small Picked up to be thrown around a hand me down doll Bet you never seen a Barbie with some bruises play ball but Oh What do I know Not too much at all Just a little bit Oh But let me spill the fucking truth The universe is mean Missing screws in a big machine But I go go go go go Til I burn holes in my feet Cause there's not a taste bad enough You can't rinse out with listerine And I know know know know know know know It's all tangerine Oh Now I kinda wanna scream it Oh Where's my goddamn tangerine I'm so Done with smiling through my teeth So oh Where's my goddamn tangerine