Throw Down The Roses Kate Pierson

I won't take a hit in the moshpit
I don't ever sit, front row's for losers
I won't ever pay to watch your band play
I need hair spray, 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 don't stick around, I won't wait around for the ending
Another curtain closes
We already know there's an end to the show we're making
I'm throwing down the roses

I don't stick around, I won't wait around for the ending
Another curtain closes
We 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 showstopper