Innocent

oh, johnny wishes he was famous spends his time alone in the basement with lennon and cobain and a guitar and a stereo and while he wishes he could escape this but it all seems so contagious not to be yourself and faceless in a song that has no soul i remember feeling low and i remember losing hope and i remember all the feelings and the day they stopped we are all innocent oh, and tina, losing faith in what she knows hates her music, hates all of her clothes thinks of surgery and a new nose every calorie's a war and while she wishes she was a dancer and that she'd never heard of cancer she wishes god would give her some answers and make her feel beautiful one day you'll have to let it go one day you'll stand up on your own