Dead On (feat. Lucinda Williams)

First you wanna know my name Then you wanna go and change the game Call me your lover and throw me a bone Invite me over and send me home With your hand-me-down dresses And your Southern roots And your Salvation Army combat boots All the boys are thinking they're in luck Down at the bar hoping you'll show up Well you come around and wanna sit on my lap You're a nervous breakdown waiting to happen Dead on I'm dead on Ain't gonna be destroyed Find yourself another boy Cause, baby, I'm out the door I'm dead on Once I thought you were my homecoming queen Now all I got is a broken dream You talk like an angel You spit on the floor But you look just like the girl next door I'm dead on I'm dead on Watch me now Once I would have given you the shirt off my back But baby I'm all done with that There was a time when you rocked my world But I changed my mind,] I swear girl One of these days I'm gonna hear you say That I was the one that got away I'm dead on I'm dead on I'm dead on I'm dead on